Voice

Voice

I scream my rage into the wind, I howl

Blood and rage I exhale at the universe

I make my throat raw and my lungs ache

And I never stop

I rally and fight and defend myself from the wind

Endless power and force I apply without stop

My voice unrecognizable from the abuse afflicted

And I continue

Nothing to strike or target in the wind as it whips at me

I yell and scream and howl without end or let up

I drive myself hard until there is nothing left at all

And yet I go on

No air in my lungs left, my throat is worn away

Frustration fuels my body as I continue to contend with the wind

Mute now without the ability to give voice to the torment

I howl, I scream I cry out

And still I endure without end.