Shriek

by Forever Hers   Nov 17, 2013


Holes appear in walls
As lamps are thrown
And shatters against the floor;
Priceless porcelain decorating
The hardwood.
Fingers grasp hair and pull
As a shriek gurgles up
An angered throat,
The only sound able to be vented
As frustration bubbles
Over and pools in the cracks
Left by hurt and awkward, empty silences;
Thinking words could ever be said.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Redangelwings

    I loved the vivid imagery again. I could feel the anger you gave to the character and I could relate to this. It seems maybe this person is bi polar. They are obviously very hurt. I love how you say the dishes decorated the hardwood that was very unique. The part where you showef anger to this character is really good. Each line seems to connect with each other well.I think when we feel emotion we need to fill it up with ssomething and it can over take us. That's what happens here. Overall this is amazing one of your best new ones. :)

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