2 August 2012
Silent Screams State By Charlotte Rigarlsford
I numbed into it,
Outwardly numb if precise.
Loud screams interned.
No, no, no,
No over and over,
Eventually not, as ignored.
Already lost,
My gift to give,
Not surrendered.
Seven, 24/7's later,
There's waiting,
For sameness.
Imagine,
Calm alabaster
And red velvet.
I burdened ...