Silent Screams

The inside of me is ripping apart, and I am screaming.  But the screams, they are inaudible.  They cannot be heard by any but myself, and it hurts my ears, it breaks the drums of them, so that I cannot hear anything else but the echo of my own silent screams.
The memories, they keep haunting me, and they are frightening, so I scream.  I am fearful like a child, so I scream.  But the screams come out as a choke or a silent tear, for nobody to see, nobody to notice, but me.  I hear my screams at night, I feel the vibrations throughout my body, my throat.  I scream louder inside when I strike it across my leg, watching the blood flow down my ankle.  I scream louder and louder until I fall, I am fallen, I have fallen.  One last scream, and that last scream has finally killed me.

Reviews

[catherine]

SO MUCH emotion... it makes ME want to scream. Good job! I like the oxymoron of silent screams, it was really alluring

[amber]

awesome job. amber

[Kat]

There is so much emotion in this.
And, I think I liked it so much because I can relate to it....though it does make me sad.
Great write none the less. :)