The Silent Scream

"Catching flies?"
Said a local wag
Upon passing
A seemingly yawning stranger
Mouth agape
Fixed, like sellotape
Silent
Eyes staring
Inwardly looking
At the horror within
Something beyond their comprehension
The terror so extreme
They are incapable
Of making any sound
Strangled in fear
Muted, and lockjawed
As the inner demons near
The stranger holds their head
In despair
Fearing decapitation
Or worse
Losing their mind
A mind already  lost
And within this silent scream
They already, reluctantly, knew this
You can see the noise in an image
But will it mirror the noise
You think it's making
If any noise at all?

by Jemia