Inside my head is a voice screaming

It sees and feels all the hurt

The pain and the unjust

going on around me.

It makes me want to yell

and stomp and hit and cry.

To lose myself in a drunken stupor.

Or drug my mind to

avoid this cruel reality.

Which way is up

as I always seem

to be looking down.

There is no clarity

no written in black and white.

The words are mumbled

or not heard, barely uttered.

I need some normalicy

Balance,

Peace,

and maybe,

just maybe,

a little...understanding.

EJH 03/05/10