Verlecia Fields Poet I do not know?

The Irrelevant Scream of Madness

I ejected out, an irrelevant scream
and it let out, no sound
I cried, and find, no tears
and in that puddle of darkness
I searched for my soul, and find my
confession
its was no wanting, but still it fall on deaf ears
and I could not prove my innocents
so I made a mind to bleed out, in prayer what I could not
tell to these who call them self, above me~
for I have been dammed, and so lowly bruised,
that there are unhealed marks, not seen, under my skin~

aka:lyricvixen

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Christopher Higgins October 7, 2008 at 4:37 AM I love this poem and all the vivid images written. I cried and find no tears, and in the puddle of darkness are all powerful lines that makes this poem very authentic and powerful.