I'm trapped.
I'm stuck in a box the people around me
Call a home
This hellhole is a mockery of a home
There a lack of love
A lack of laughter
The love is replaced with hate
The laughter exchanged with screaming
I want to scream too.
But I'm underwater
The soul that burns so bright is smothered
I want to spread my wings and soar
But how can you fly
While underwater?
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silent screams
Poetrythe screams of the soul from someone who has suffered loss, pain, and heartbreak. everything we all want to say but never can. for all my wordsmiths, this one is for you. #1 in rhyme #5 in poetry #1 in poetry collection #2 poeticjustice
