My screams are caught in my throat

Nowhere to escape this prison

Emotions don’t allow me access

I stand alone on a street without a name

My whispers of pain just echo in silence

Thunder pounds inside my head

Lighting sears the color of my eyes

The rain pelts against my broken soul

I can’t go back —

I just want to be that little girl

She hugs me and says, it’s gonna be alright

But as I stand alone, soaked to my bones, 

And no more tears to give…

I wonder

 

___Katie Beth Cummins