A Scream
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Sometimes I just want the deafening, can't breathe screamthat shatters the weight on my chest leaving me empty.
the one that burns my throatand provides a bed of tears for my comfort.
My breath haltsA quiet gasp escapes my lipsThe bones in my chest breakMy limbs quiver and shake
All feeling is lost
I write for every time I cannot speak.
For the nights where a whisper will shatter the silence
And the shards will pierce my hazy mind.
For the days when the curves of my lips cannot being to shape
