Dead Eyed Girls

In my dream I was screaming at the top of my lungs. Yelling obscene words, not caring that I was offending the people around me. But nothing was really coming out. I strained my vocal chords but no sound came out of my throat. Still my heart was screaming in rage and disbelief.

I woke up partly relieved. Relieved it was just a dream, but troubled and anxious by this thing that still haunts me. A voice I've never heard, but somehow recognize, innocent in her way, but laughing at me. Always laughing.