Scream

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by Pengi11

by Pengi11

                                    
                                              T.W. Anger, tears, bad thoughts, negativity. 
                          

                          "Let me scream, Let me be angry, let me let it all out. I can't hold it in."

                          you're pathetic, and useless. You're alone.
                          "No I'm not." 
                          yes you are, now stop defying me.
                          "I want a release. Please." 
                          Sobs echoed around the dark room, no one else was there to hear, to console the crying male, but he didn't deserve it, he was angry, and pathetic and useless, he shouldn't be there. 
                          Nothing was good enough, it was too loud, he couldn't stop it. 
                          His toes curled in anger, his eyes filled with angry unshed tears, he wanted someone, anyone and no one came. He wanted one particular person and they were busy. 
                          He wanted to scream, to let it all go, and he couldn't, he wasn't allowed. 
                          He wouldn't be weak, he wouldn't give in.
                          Tears were the only thing that came.
                          He didn't want them, he wanted to hold back, and he couldn't
                          He tugged at his hair, he wasn't crazy, he swore it. 
                          He wanted to go. 
                          His hair was a mess, and it wouldn't cooperate. 
                          None of his body would cooperate. 
                          He dug his nails into his palm. 
                          He wasn't crazy. 
                          "We have to do this, it's for your own good."
                          "No! You can't do this! I'm not Crazy!" 
                          They took him into a room, too bright compared to the darkness he was in before. 
                          He was strapped to a chair, and a needle injected a clear liquid into his neck, and he fell limp. 
                          "Patient #1024 is sedated"
                          "Take him out and dispose of him."
                          The limp body was taken to a room, strapped to a table and "disposed" of, never to be seen again. 
                          The voices, the sides, were real, but no one believed him. 
                          They thought he was crazy.
                          If only they stopped to look.
                          303 words
                          I'm annoyed, I'm sorry if it's bad, I'm sorry.
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