Shrieks.

The low, loathsome,
The hideous, atrocious,
The mad, insane,
The unmasked, accurate.
Eyes behind glasses, glasses inside minds, minds trapped in cages
Cages made of shrieks, shrieks from innocence, innocence of the vulnerable
Vulnerable and fragile, fragile is their sanity.

That yellow night was too quiet. He walked down the road
The dogs were too loud. He walked further
The stairs were too sticky. He climbed up slowly
The doors were locked too early. He stared
They thought he looked too familiar. He let his robe fall.
There were too many shrieks. He smiled.

Lost in wilderness, lost during day
Walked through the bushes, searching for shelter
Under the woods, quiet and silent
To the west going further, riding to the lake
Gray and cold, enters the window, of the Home
Stares at portrait.
The shrieks echoes the mountains.