I have bright red angry screams. <br />Not within the voice of me. <br />But in the cuts on my arms. <br />I cut and cut. <br />Now my scream is out and free. <br />My screams are nasty red cuts. <br />Angrier by the day. <br /> <br />Each cut is my <br />My bright red scream. <br />Every cut a new scream. <br />Screaming louder and louder. <br /> <br />The bright red scream. <br />Sets me free <br />If not for long <br />Just for a while.<br /><br />Amy Kerswell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-bright-red-scream/
