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