Tonight

Tonight I bleed openly from beneath my chilled armor. It is with each beat of my heart; both sending vital blood to my limbs, as well as, sending it gushing through the wound that has been deepened. Do I find myself standing in a pool of my own making. 

Tonight my anguish is beyond that expression of tears or wailing of a soul, mind, heart, and body broken in their entirety.

Tonight only silence comes close to expressing the embers of pain that have once again been stoked to ravenous flames. 

Tonight I am a wounded animal. Cornered and frightened. With blind eyes striking at all who draw close with out caution or familiarity to aid the approach. One towards this starved, diseased, bleeding creature soaking in pain.

Tonight I am nothing more than a child huddled in tears and tormented endlessly by fear.