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Ophelia Thomas

The Roar Inside

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The screams are  insistent. The din persists. I try to block it out, but you can’t block out something that’s coming from inside.

The roar won’t stop. The howls keep coming. I try to block it out, but you can’t block out something that’s coming from inside.

The screeches continue. The shouts ring. I try to block it out, but you can’t block out something that’s coming from inside.

I can’t concentrate, the noise is too loud. I try to pay attention, but the thunder of sounds is too powerful.

All my emotions try to break free, but they can’t get out. I won’t let them get out.
I will not cry.

The pain may be great, but my will is stronger. The agony may be strong, but my will is greater.
I will not cry.

I am strong.

2 comments

Amr El-Azizi on 2 September, 2013

.... This is one of those poems where if read aloud would just leave the room in stunned silence for a few seconds. Amazing, it makes you feel for the "I". I agree with Emmie, Goose Bumps.

Emmie on 22 August, 2013

wow. that's a really great poem. i got goose bumps reading it.