screaming
like blasts of thunder, booming in your chest.
like streaks of lightning, sharp and piercing;
yet silent.
it claws through your lungs,
scrapes at your throat;
it tries to burst past your cage of ribs,
but you won't let it escape.
you won't let it get the best of you.
you will not let them hear you.
you will not let them win,
nor smell your fear.
they will not see your blood,
nor taste your tears.
like blasts of thunder, booming yonder horizon.
like streaks of lightning, shattering the skies.
they are silent.
just
like
your
screams.
