I Am Poem

I Am Poem

I am the stagnated and decisive echo heard in a painful scream.

I wonder if am good enough,

I hear voices,

I see pain,

I want happiness.

I am the echo heard in a painful scream.

I pretend I am a ballerina,

I feel my muscles tense as my body moves swiftly,

I touch the sweat as it drips from my forehead,

I worry that I may be pushing myself too far.

I cry at the thought of being alone, empty, with nothing or no one.

I am the echo heard in a painful scream.

I understand that life goes on with or without you,

I say catch that train before it goes.

I dream of an alternate reality,

I try to make reality just as exceptional.

I am the echo heard in a painful scream.