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by Erin Jun 30, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Bubbling boiling surfacing foiling stuck in my throat clawing out frustration overpowering the sound is devout clenching my fists my knuckles turn white my patience is faltering I'm loosing this fight the silence is murderous my thoughts are too loud i promised control thats what i vowed rip the quiet so i may have some peace this state of mind just has to cease clawing gnawing reaching leaking get out of the room get out of my hair the sound is breaking there's no repair I'm letting go I'm too far gone the sound is coming like the rip of dawn i cant explain it it's the only way open my emotions to shadow my dismay at the edge of my lips the plot can be seen noticed by everyone the sound of my scream