I’m ready to SHOUT

and yell

and scream

and cry
when all of you, faceless sapiens
drag on by, blissfully unaware
of the plague slaughtering droves
in my mind;


I’m ready to confess

and disclose

and attest
to the reasons why I shy away,
cold and detached as a lizard’s tail
lifelessly existing for a purpose
left in the dark to find;

                                                          ­      I’m damaged
                                                         ­  and I’m scared
                                                          ­                         I’m alone
                                                     I’m damaged and
                                                             ­    scared of being alone
                                                           ­                 

                            but shouting your fears
                               to those who don’t listen
                                  only carries to their ears
                                       as a minute *whisper