Barrier

I didn't pound.

I couldn't pound for whenever I pounded, my ears would start ringing.

The ringing was still, but deafening.

The pounding came back at me. In me.

I did not scream.

I couldn't scream for whatever I did no one would respond.

The ringing the ringing!

Too hard to hear my thoughts.

How can I become heard.

Break! Break!

Weaken the thin glass separating more than just touch.

The blood on my hands can’t paint a message in the sky.

My tears won’t flood the room

Headaches never leave

To orate my trials

I need a voice.

I need to be heard.

I need my strength.

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