The Scream
A hollow blast inside my head,
A released wind from broken thread.
The swirling void within my soul,
Fraught with cracks no longer whole.
Humming, thrumming,
Whining, pining,
Singing, ringing,
Sounding, pounding,
Crying, Sighing,
Inside dying…
Calm and silence on the outer shell,
Inside is like a loud, storming hell.
Saved by sleeping away the pain,
Until the dreaming drives me insane.
Dreaming, dreaming,
Dreaming, dreaming,
DREAMING, DREAMING,
SCREAMING…
Waking, gasping,
Silence.
Pain without sound.
© T. L. Gabbert
Fairly Unbalanced: 