‘click’ // Madelynn Stoffle

 The Orwellian Truth by Abby Koch
The Orwellian Truth
Abby Koch // Mixed Media

nothing
numb
insomniac
cold
tired 
foggy 
‘click’
Fury.
Fuming.
Fighting.
Punching.
Smacking.
Scratching.
Screaming.
Cursing.
‘click’
My sobs echo
with each painful 
recollection.
I choke my wicked throat,
I pinch and twist, and pull 
reenacting their pain
‘click’
no, no please tell me
It didn’t no, please no
It happened again
I tried so hard 
not to let it happen
but I can tell.
It’s in the way they
carefully smile,
softly whisper,
and their
fearful touches,
and cautious eyes
Everything a haze
It begins before I notice,
Somedays are better
many are worse.
I feel as though
I am a flickering light
bright and beautiful
one second, but then
drowning despair
but the worst is the anger
My head in a frenzy
I fight it
I try to keep it inside
No matter what
it boils over.
I lose complete control.
I scream and scream
trying to shake
myself awake but
alas nothing works.
Nothing stops it
The cycle repeats
and repeats.
On days like today
the good shines
through regardless.
I feel good
and I am happy
truly happy
and
‘click’


Author:

Madelynn Stoffle

Poetry has always been her strongest area in writing and her favorite outlet. Madelynn normally works with horror or emotionally eliciting concepts: such as love or mental health.

Artist:

Abby Koch

I’m Abby Koch and I’m a junior from Sioux City, Iowa. I am studying graphic design and mass communication and I hope to get an amazing job after college. If not, I’ve decided to raise alpacas or become a professional spoonman. Whatever really floats my goat.