Back at school and immediately the demons return with rejuvenated fury. What passed before in near silence now seem incapable of moving without piercing cries. I howled in anguish yesterday but all that did emerge from deep beneath was a haunted silence full of despondent cancerous poisons. Unsolicited attention called by my trembling hands. Be still, my body. I sit alone now, all are gone, a short moment of reprieve. I have cried my anger and these my eyes are swollen from envy and despair. I wish to care no more. I pray, but do not know who or what it is I ask for mercy from. When gone, my heart is still. I do not have to hear my heart crumble into dust. Stay gone, then, stay gone.