| Screaming Alone The words tumble about inside me saying I am a failure. They bruise and try to bring saltwater to my eyes. My heart begins to lie and my shield is put in place. No matter what I do, the shield is slightly visible and appears to certain eyes as a field of anger and resentment. Partially deaf and blind, everything around me is a blur. Smiles are easily appearing and tears are easily going when they have to. Parts of me cannot obey what my face dictates. Arms sleep at my sides and hair springs away at the slightest pull of my tension coil. Little noises startle and make me jump. The skin on my head is shrinking, and pressure crunches my brain. All I feel is pain as if someone was stuck in my head and was punching her way out. Static, force, stiffness all around me. Everything I�ve done, and everything I am is failure. |
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