I Cry Out

I call out not to hear an answer

But to release the tension of a voice under pressure

Highly strung chords waiting to snap

I don’t let it go to find others

There is just a pain I need to let go of

The open air seems best for me

Letting out the cry I need to hear

Sorrowful and high

A sound heard all around

A voice I finally cannot ignore

And again I let out my voice

So on and so on

Till its gone hoarse

It sticks-so I won’t forget

The desperate sound

Heard by those who care to listen

Elizabeth Almeida ©2021

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