Scream For Me Poem by Rebecca Paul
Scream For Me
ALL i want to do is scream. i feel like
SCREAMS make you feel so much more alive than you
REALLY are. i constantly have to
HOLD in my shouts of contempt and animosity. only hateful
WHISPERS ever escape my throat. like my lips are made
OF silver, and any foul words will tarnish them. i
DOUBT anyone would hear me anyway.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
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