why...

It was dark when it happened. Mute and blind, but I sense the ominous presence of it. The more my fear grows, the closer it gets to me. I am under a blanket, and I am afraid to uncover it because I'm scared of what I will see. The deafening silence is so loud and heavy. My body is tense with fear. Suddenly, I feel pushing and shoving from above. I'm screaming but I can only hear the piercing cry in my own head. I struggle to get words out, but I can't even think. What am I saying? Why can't I say what I want to say? Why can't I remember those words?

I wake up, and my body is numb with fear.
I can still hear the roaring silence.
I even fear the stillness of the room I sit in.