here i am i wish i could scream

this is a heart scream...take over, take over me. nothing consumes in likeness, nothing consumes much less. emptiness breaks what is feasible. loneliness breaks all the rest. shredded from base to steeple. reaching the peak of an inverted clime, is it the samething as the mountain top. where the snow bellows and the wind screams in a whistling manner. the combination leads to the deaf and blind fall. your hit. your down. bound and broken to the frozen. screaming and air slides out finding its way into audible ambience. as the blinding light fades into brilliant stars, the memories return. the end has not come, the stars still shine.