I
I
I screamed the words and never
hear a response.
I scream, yell, cry but
get nothing.
I walk, facing darkness
I became fearless. I screamed
Louder and louder and no one seems
to be listening.
I take a deep breath
I scream louder to the point
That I can't yell any longer.
I become weak. I see a light.
And it makes me realize.
There are more important
Things in life than screaming.
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