It came from deep inside
from that dark place we all keep hidden.
It roared silently from my head
as though it would never stop
Through the crowds of people
who mingled with disinterest
in my agony.
Why could they not hear my pain
as I stood there screaming
no one looked or even glanced my way,
were they so indifferent to my life
through clenched teeth and painted smile
I could hear a voice speaking
“good morning sir” as I held open the door.
and my silent scream continued