Your mind is loud. I can hear your shouting accusations through the thin silence. Your eyes are set and dead, but that's because a fire of fury is burning behind them. Your teeth are clenched tight enough to crush diamonds. I know your words want to spill out in my face. Your tongue is pressed to the roof of your mouth, like a safety trigger on a gun. Flip the switch and a machine gun is ready for rapid fire. Your arms are crossed as if you've bound yourself your own strait jacket. Come on! Unbind yourself, take the safety off, crush every rock hard diamond, set the trails ablaze, yell every minuscule of ranting passion right to my steady face. I want the bomb to go off, I want to hear everything you've kept inside, I want your hands to do the talking. Slap me, punch me, grab my neck and threaten to kill me! It won't do any use but at least your conscience will be clean. Go on now, say it! It won't matter once you do, I've already died on the inside waiting for you.