My ears are buzzing
ringing and done
I hear parts
of my day
but most of it wrong

Yet I
hear your aggressive
whispers, because you
were too scared
to scream
I hear your
Tiny, little movements
That are part of your scheme

I hear your
Snarky, nasty comments
your
silent breaths
soft hands
and smell

I hear you loud and clear

And when everything is silent
I hear your sempiternal yell.