Scream

I scream.

a need

an expression.

a desire for a void to be filled.

a rage untouched by anger or hatred,

it’s pure form, unmoved.

stretched thin,

the whisper listens,

stroking my teary cheek,

abusing my use of voice,

I need to

No anger. Just sound.

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