A Vacant World

Dark, cold...freezing, and silent. It was digging into my mind, painful and depressing. I couldn't stand the silence of this winter night, it surrounds me in an empty hug, whispering the words of nothing in my ear. Some people enjoy the silence, not me, I loathe the quiet nights, I hate the silent screams that surround every person, everything on this planet. Like mute drums, it pounds into my skull, I needed something. A music box, something to save me from this mocking silence!