I have been hiding for so long I can’t remember why I am hiding.


The last time I left this room the clouds rolled in and the sky turned grey.  I watched the last remnants of sunlight disappear with an anger as though they were deserting me personally.

The rain never came to wash the ground pure.


I haven’t seen another living soul through the broken windows for three weeks.  When I do, I hold my breath so that they cannot hear my thoughts.


The nights are quiet but for the roaring in my head.

Sleep never comes.



~ by Kitten of Doom on July 23, 2011.

2 Responses to “Brontide”

  1. Kitten of Doom, this is amazing! Loving your work…

  2. Love your work! Always a good read/view! 🙂

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