Scream In The Dark

She wants to scream out, all her pain,
but all she can do is cry and feel vain.
Feeling like a stupid clown;
running and stumbling, falling down.
Strong enough to go on,
but to weak to fight the moron.
Hearts breaking, souls shaking;
where might fate her taking?
She can’t see the light, at the end of the tunnel.
Desperately climbing through a tight, dark funnel.
Smokes biting in her eyes, making her cough;
every attempt to scream gets subito cut-off.
She prays and pleads for her fast salvation,
but all she gets ends in eternal frustration.
Dumb screams, echoing through her mind.
Is everybody around her deaf and blind?
In the dark she is waiting for the end,
to weak and to tired, to go on and contend.