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Scream

I want to scream,
I want to yell from the mountain tops,
expelling from me the pain
the pain that you bestowed upon me
not with my permission,

I want to stand upon the highest tower
I want to feel the anger that stirs deep inside my soul
be released...
be released upon the rest of the world
let the anger pour out like words left unspoken.
I am tired of feeling like this,
feeling so obsessed,
like the only way to release what I am feeling
is to wage a war against myself
wage a war on my skin with only but a razor as my weapon
I want to wage a war on all those who have left me,
left me broken and bruised with nothing left but a weapon
and a burning fiery need to just scream...

And I will let it go,
I will release it---I let it all go
and aah, it still isn't enough.
I am but the screaming woman that reaches inside
deep deep inside
all the corners of the earth,
all the niches, and dark dirty places
that have infected others without their permission.
I will scream for the girl that hasn't figured out she wants to scream too.
I will fight,
I will fight for the mothers, the sisters, and the daughters.
But didn't you hear too,
there are brothers, and sons needing to scream just as loud,
and with just as much pain, sorrow, and hate deep within their hearts.

And even if they don't have the courage to scream,
I will scream for them.
I will intrude all the speakers,
I will reach all the individuals that are desperately trying
trying to shut me out,
trying to not hear me,
trying to ignore the ones left broken and bruised.
I will shatter the glass that you built a house for yourself,
I will shatter every belief you have brought yourself to believe in,
I will destroy your entire world,
just so for one second you will look into this life
with the same broken desperate perspective that I see it,
so for just one second you can hear me,
really hear me,
you can feel my pain as it buries me beneath the surface.
You can see it too.

So maybe then, you will help fight back too.