Nothing I Can Do
I want to scream till my voice is hoarse.
Yell to the sky till my throat is dry.
Till the aching in my heart is gone.
I want to cry till my eyes are dry.
Sob until I can no more.
Till the knot in my chest dissolves.
I want to run till I feel safe again,
Far away into the night darkness,
Till I feel at home somewhere.
I want but I cannot.
My throat is hoarse, my eyes dry.
I am locked in my room.
My chest is knotted, my heart aches.
There is nothing I can do.
This poem is about:
Me