A Silent Scream Poem by Daniella Hardy

A silent scream is what I am,
My lungs filled with doubt,
For up in this cold wet land,
I can breathe just as much as trout,

Those gulps of water,
Are all I get,
A drop now and then,
I'll keep on waiting,
Suffocating,
Until I'm allowed to breathe again,

I'll let myself slowly suffocate,
My feelings I wish I could advocate,
But if I was to open this mouth,
I'd have no air, It would all go south…