Screaming: The Prelude Poem by Loveless Poet (Kyle S.)

One final heartbreak.
Down I cry yelling at the reaper who made my lover die
When everything is laid to waste I am left standing all alone in this Earth called Hell.
Angry with the others that accuse me.
My wounds left to be unhealed, I dont know if this place is real.
I stand in a street screaming till my eyes begin to bleed.
Blindness but now able to see, now have you seen the destruction of me screaming.