Inside Out

i want to mess up everything. tear down the walls. scream loud in the new born space. at the top of my never failing lungs. until my voices' echo is too loud to bear. and i am free. free of self confinement. reflection upon reflection. listening to the inside of myself. my skin parting for my mouth. usually pinned shut. not quite anymore. the suffering escapes. bottle upon bottle of fermented poison inside. a substance of my past. beautiful enough to attract and suspend. a burden i drag behind me. my insides falling out on the floor. as i scream my face off. i dissemble and break apart. first the walls, then the room, then myself. a colorful representation. a repeat of the inside i have contained for so long.