I have nowhere to scream
no voice to scream with
with not a thing that has not been screamed before
yet I feel it within me
a futile scream
Like cancer spreading through me
insidiously occupying my actions
my words
my thoughts
If fills my eyes
I see it in every glimmer of light
every projection of shadow
It is cotton in my ears
deafening me to the world
It swells
even now
in my throat
It torments the bowels of me
awaiting explosion
release
awakening
But in the end
it will be not
but
expelled
hot
air

Turn all thoughs feelin`s over to the Lord and His love will set you free. ;-)

"It is cotton in my ears
deafening me to the world"

excellence, animalc.

Thank you...

flame
Harold
mteagle
pkd