Tuesday, March 9, 2010


It was something I stopped doing
Years ago
It was something
I was told was wrong
And since then
I kept my lips closed
Hardly a sound could be heard from me
I was selfish when I did those things
Little brat
I learned
That no matter what
How loud I screamed
No one would listen
...or understand
So I learned
To keep my mouth shut
The words of others
Taking the place of my own
When life is especially crap
I feel something stir
In my gut
And it tries to escape
From my throat
A frantic crawling
But it would be...
I miss the days
Of crying and screaming
'til I was dizzy
Drool and snot dripping down my face
A limp frame
A satisfying exhaustion

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