.:: Escape ::.
That scream welling up,
Inside me again,
Gaining strength, gaining power,
With every day.
The torture and torment,
I seem to ignore,
Gnaws away at my passion,
Tearing my soul.
Split in half, cast away,
What’s the point anyway?
It’s all disappeared, gone,
Nothing that stayed.
I cry out to the world,
A fresh, piercing yell,
But only the moon can hear me,
And only the sky can see me,
And only the darkness can sense me,
And only the stars can tell.
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