The silent scream...

Heard by no one else but me.

Of shattered dreams...

No longer meant to be.

The sound of silence...

Never to be heard from again.

A "wall of sound" so dense...

Heard over & above the howling wind.

A legion of demons screaming madly...

Deep within the inner recesses of my ears each night.

Causing my brain cells to progressively shrink...

With no prospect for rest (or an end) in sight.

The screaming grows shriller still...

With each & every passing day.

Heightening its pitch at will...

As my cilia begin to fray.

The ringing can by NO MEANS be deafened now...

Not even by deafness itself!

If only I could hear radio EMI again...

As clear & as pristine as I once did... 

An earful to my health.

Then life would become markedly more bearable...

And the nights would not be so long...

And it would be again as though...

You had been with me all along.