Scream I tried to hold it in for so long, not only have I bottled it up, I have corked the bottle, sealed it with superglue and buried it deep underground. The trouble is, I can still hear the screaming inside me, bubbling beneath the surface, repeatedly begging me to set it free. Although I have longed to release the feelings and let out my frustration I have held back through fear it would never end. The problem with this is that the fear of letting go has begun to strangle me and eat away at my subconscious until my every waking minute is consumed with the effort it is taking for me not to scream. Finally, I have caved in, folded like a cheap deck chair and at last decided to let all my feelings flow out of me within a scream that comes from the pit of stomach and takes energy from every single fibre of my being. I walked until I was far enough from any other person and released a noise that was almost supernatural, sounding like a beast or a demon was roaring from within me. I felt every emotion across the whole spectrum flashing through my mind and I had to hold my head in my hands through fear it may fly off in the moment. As the last breath left my lungs and the scream ended, the silence that was left was so deafening I felt I was left in shock for a few minutes and had to gather myself. What remained when the emotion cleared was a sense of calm relief that comforted my whole reality and gave me a contented feeling deep in my soul. I no longer remember where the scream began, only the moment it ended and although I know it will never return to me, so much more than it took away. ##poetsin