The Quiet

I am making my bed in the early morning
The sun is peeping through my window blinds
My day begins with my computer as I am teaching virtually on line
Later I put a frozen pizza in the oven pepporoni
My favorite, the night falls and the drapes begin to shake infront of the bay window
It is so quiet that I can hear my heart beat
Then suddenly I hear my mind and I hear whispers in the walls
They are saying things of anger and hate and death
The walls begin to bleed and the room fills up with a flood 
The nightmare I have had keeps coming back again
I won"t go back to therapy as I am normal, it isn't me
It is in this house the living dead with a curse to punish me
When I speak very loudly. they go away, when I am quiet
The evil from the basement comes up to dismiss me
I shall scream and it shall leave 
No more shall I be quiet