Unfinished poem

This is influenced from an experience i had which caused me to visualise disturbing images.

Silence.
Echoes from the wooden lane filter,
into muffled screams,
suffocating my senses untill i stop.
Breathing.

Pain.
So excruicating you fall,
Fall into a well of disbelief,
motionless in the water,
floating into your dreams.

Love.
Hands craddling your body,
wrapping you into a ball.
Racing heart. Everytime you breathe.
Your alive, you want that pain,
The pain that made you cry inside.