Silent Pain, Screaming

Why cast a shadow of darkness Why cause pain that I never did seek Empty this cigarette carton of disease Out into blank existence Why shower with love only to Douse acid in return Why grant neutrality only to ask for a democracy Empty this spoiled milk of misfortune Into bleak existence Why emotions that feed like cancer on healthy cells Why love when death grants heartache Empty this bile of disgust into something more Capable I am unwilling to hold to the bullet holes Torn garments to tie off bleeding wounds Soaked in sorrow the bleeding never stops Why do I exist when misfortune finds me as its Welcoming mat Set blaze to this darkness, give me a tourniquet and not a Torn garment. Give me peace inside of my head Save me from the grasps of negativity Save me from... Me 11/13/2022 Pick-A-Title, Vol 33 Poetry Contest Edward Ibeh