scream
Your cheer
…from the top of your lungs
scream
Your fear
…from the depth of your tum
scream
Your anger
…from the bottom of your heart
scream
Your grief
…from the ocean of your soul
scream!
scream!
scream!
scream!
And be alive.
And when you have run out of breath,
And when you have run out of bile,
And when you have run out of blood,
And when you have run out of tears,
scream
no more.
But listen
to the silence.
Poetry by Nathalie 