Scarlett dreams
Wake up
screaming
But nothing comes out
Fists clenched
Jaws open
Air exploding
From my lungs
But no matter
How hard I try
Nothing comes out
Not a single sound
Trapped inside
A scream
That tastes
Like copper
Nothing Comes Out
13 Saturday Dec 2014
Wounded Memories 
Once it’s let out , its out. That need to feel in control and the fear of the unknown can silence us, paralyze us to stay where we are. That’s my interpretation anyway.