PRISONER OF TIME 2 © 2008
The screams of the soul are missed,
They are echoes that break the prison,
They free the neurons of the crowd,
Bringing relief to the heart.
They are internal voices, suffocated,
That need to come out, to express themselves,
In the interlines of silent words,
Is where the truth begins to sprout.
To scream is an act of courage,
For those who do not accept the imposed silence,
To free oneself from pain, from the mirage,
And find peace in one’s own face.