Sometimes
There are those days
When all you want to do is scream
Yell, thrash, and shreik
Pry at those invisible straints
That trap you to this world
To this awful thing called existence
Somedays
You have to fight the urge
To let the lion in your lungs surge
But a day will come
When you have the opportunity to yell
Say everything it is you want to tell
You will let the lion loose
And no longer will you be tied to a noose
YOU ARE READING
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
