Sunday, November 29, 2020

I am Sammy

 My name is Sammy.  I am quiet, nobody knows when I am around.  I cannot speak, because his hand is always over my mouth...he took my words away...and I can't find them anymore.

I want to scream sometimes, but no sound comes out, so I dance.  I turn the music up real loud and let the band scream for me....I let my body scream...I close my eyes and imagine singing,  I close my eyes and imagine words that are lost to me.

I bit his hand once....

I yell and scream with my hands, my soundless hands....Music is my voice and my body is my instrument...dancing is my machine...

Just leave me be, let my silence be a sign of the intense screaming that goes on when I cannot hear the music...I scream in silence...

Scream for me,  beautiful music...move me...take away my silence....

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