SCREAM

I took some great advice from a conversation last night and I SCREAMED SO LOUD this morning. I SCREAMED because I made the mistake of entertaining the conversation, I listened to the promises and then I beat myself down for believing the hype. I SCREAMED because a part of me was holding out hope for happily ever after, but not all people will make it to your happy ending. In some cases happy doesn't begin until some situations end. I SCREAMED for the postponed dreams. I SCREAMED for still asking why, for still getting sad, for still getting mad. I SCREAMED because I'm tired of feeling, but that makes me human and be it this week or next year (but God I pray not that long) that while I hope I could say I let it all out as my pitch rose high, truth be told I might have to SCREAM again another day, hopefully not as loud.