Yesterday that's all I managed to do.
Scream.
I didn't know what else to do.
It felt like the pain was there
even when I didn't think about
it.
When I was screaming I realized
that maybe all that happened
was my breaking point.
If I didn't scream I cried.
I cried till I couldn't cry
anymore, then fell asleep.
But when I woke up
even though I stopped I could
still pick up the sound of
sadness.