It's bubbling up in my chest
And boiling over inside my head.
I need to let it out
And I just can't.
Frankly,
I do not even know what happened
But now I trust someone
And all I want to do is explode
So I can tell them what you did to me.
But it is as if
Your hand is still covering my mouth
The harder I struggle
The quieter my voice becomes
And eventually it fades and falls away.
*My screams are merely whispers.