I scream

I scream.
No one hears.

I scream.
The lights get brighter.

I scream.
I cannot break free.

I scream.
The sound grows louder.

I scream.
No one cares.

I scream.
Everything falters.

I scream.
The rose bleeds.

I scream.
The sky cries.

I scream.
Pain ceases.

I scream.
The noise is deafening.

I scream.
The light is blinding.

I scream.
I cannot hear or see.

I scream.
I don't care.

I scream.
They all care.

I scream.
The world falls apart.

I scream.
I feel inferior.

I scream.
I feel superior.

I scream.
I find everything is a lie.

I scream.
The truth appears.

I scream.
Nothing has changed.

I scream.
The tediousness hurts.

I scream.
I wish for the past.

I scream.
I used to be happy.

I scream.
I used to be sad.

I scream.
The more things change they stay the same.

I scream.
Time does not pass.

I scream.
The noise ceases.

I scream.
The light disappears.

I scream.
Things have returned.

I scream.
Things will change again.

     -- Bem Ajani Jones-Bey  01.22.99