I want to scream.

I can feel the anger bubbling within me,

Fighting to escape through my lips.

But I can’t let it out.

I can’t express my pain

In such a way that all the would could hear.

I can’t say how much I’m hurting because of you

And what you did to me.

I’m so sick of being lied to,

So sick of being used.

I want to go back to the way things used to be-

The silence,

The charade,

Hiding, but knowing who I was.

Now, though, I’m scared and running

From the world,

From those who hurt me,

From myself and the questions I have to ask.

I want to bury my face inmy pillow

And scream until my throat is hoarse,

Let out all I feel to the soft fabric

Then cry when I am done,

And there is nothing left in me

Except the sadness.