The Scream - a Matter of Choice
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The straight and narrow has no regrets
Though harrowing to never step out of line
To be bound in place or forced onwards
without awareness of either side of the path
Channeled in one direction, everything sweeping you forwards
Towards the camera, capturing your distress
See me in torment
Near the end but having missed the beginning
Should I break free the tide would wash me back to this point
but beneath the walkway
My nerve to escape punished by obscuration of the sun
The air from my lungs swept out as I exhale
Inhalation becomes sucking the life out of the air
Degrading me from the inside out
I'm not sure being here is a matter of choice
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2023
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