Imitation of a Scream
a poem for when screaming into the void doesn’t work anymore
a poem for when screaming into the void doesn’t work anymore
The elephant in the room
is sitting on my chest
restricting my breath
soon, there will be none left
that thought leaves me bereft
it makes me want to scream
to release myself, at last,
from this awful waking dream
but no air will come through
i press against the glass
a ce…
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