The Torture of Silence

Sometimes
I sleep
going to 
bed
Hoping
to dream
of being
free

Free
from
the slavery
in life

Free
from
being
shackled
by
the
inner struggle
within

Will you
cut
the chain
Just
Cut
it
is 
the
prayer
to the Master

The Entertainment
of watching
me 
metaphorically
enduring
the 
application
of
"White Noise"
Must get
old
after
a time

However
I would
rather
endure
this
than
to continue
to be 
inflicted
by
the torture
of your
Silence

Yes
I know
I was
the one
that
Walked
away
from
you
but
on my
knees
I have
returned
as a 
prodigal
son
Humbled
from
the 
elements
of Life

No need
for a
feast
to be thrown
or a lamb
slaughtered
All I really
want
is the 
chance
to be free
allowed peace
and
be forgiven..............................