Our scream

I scream

I scream so hard

Until that scream materialises

I can see it

Much like myself

But not

A body of pure frustration

It cries

It smashes it’s head

Into the wall

It shouts mean things

It feels sorry for me

It hates me

It wants me to be happy

Crying, curled up on the floor

Like a baby

It fades into shadow

I stop screaming

 

 

Author: Jack Bennett

Born and raised in Torquay, England. 21 years old. Teeming with thoughts that need an outlet, working a full time job at his local supermarket. Unfortunately born a poet, he will most likely suffer from this contradiction most of his life.

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