The sorrow

The scream did not cry out,only inside her soul. Sobs ,tears flooded her face,but still no scream came. That aching empty parasite wanted more pain, and,a void she became.Hollow heart,and wrenching pain,an ache that was there again and again.Catching breaths, grief is vomited from her pain,and still,the scream never came. Blurred sight from tears that never stayed,but flowed away,but she remained. Numbness and a muzzled brain,forgot the days,and yet no words still for this pain. What time ,what day was lost from her,and yet she remained. Walking from room to room,seeking nothing,but breath and relief from pain. But neither came,for sorrow was her name.