He screamed,

Despair coaxed him even lower,

Glares seared deep in his skin like never faded smokey cigarette burns,

Twisted whispers encouraged this madness swirling in his mind,

Isolation bore into his heart like daggers hitting their fleeting target,

The pure emotion stung—hurt like forever frost bitten fingers yearning for the warmth that won't come,

All the tears escaped and rushed down, racing each other through the painful sobs that racked his body,

Sharp nails ravaged havoc, scratching viciously at his head

As if to free the voices only he could hear.