Pain

The boborygmous sound I hear As if a choir has found a habitation in my tummy My throat so dry, longing for water The ocean of tears, now like a desert I can't see, my eyes so edematous Trying to take a step, the cracks under my feet so painful Trying to scream, no voice is coming out All I hear is a whimper if not a whisper I'm trying to run away, but I'm still on the same spot All I'm doing is staggering like a drunkard