Sometimes I still hear the

Screaming in my head

When I lay down for bed

When I sit down to eat.

Sometimes I still find myself

Grinding my teeth

When a father yells at his child

In the street.

And I know it’s not right, I know

I may be damaged.

But part of me wants to

Cleanse the planet,

Bring the sky down on your heads…

Part of me wants to

Bury that beast

In the depths.

Another still

Seeks to bury itself,

Instead.