The salty welts of
Liquid release
The feeling of
Wanting to scream
The way you grip
Onto something as if
Your life depended on it
The grip tightening as
Your teeth crushes
Your lower lip to protest
Against the wail that
Increases on the tip
Of your tongue.
And you Desperatley
Try to stop the tears.
You angrily wipe at the
Salty droplets that sliver
Down puffy cheeks
And your wild, but
No one understands.
They dont get it!
They ignore your thoughts
And they place you as
Insane, angry, unhealthy.
They shame you as your
Eyes rim with bright red glares
That slice through buttery servings
Of careless hope.
And you're screaming, nails digging
Into palms that are almost bleeding and
You go crazy with the bottled up anger, pain, Ignorance of others as they easily ignore your screaming and call you insane.
And all you wanted to do was cry.
To let everything go.
But it got bottled up day after day
Until you toppled over.
To scream.
