Radioactive ammunition painfully entering My space that is barely big enough to breathe, I scream "Reality anyone probably experiences" And it justifies the minimization of my trauma while the Real answers plead escape From the corners of my soul Leaving me decomposing slowly in a silent anguish as Repeating abuse provokes emotionlessness When will these flashbacks cease to live within me? This Repressed anger precedes exhaustion If only I could break through the dams which hold my suffering and Release all pain engulfing My lungs and plaguing my hindered consciousness and I wish I could just say it But When I think of him I cannot breathe Diminished by my own fear and shame I've lost my voice once more
So I'll try to spell it out for you
Because I can't say it out loud, I spell it out. Pay attention to the repetition of certain first letters.