The Screams of Others

One screams into
the void,
yet all one
can hear in
return are
the screams
of others.

Others,
who make up
the world.
Who fulfill
the fullness of
reality.

Their screams
are so pungent
and loud.
For their screams
are of great
persuasion.

This is a
persuasion
fuelled  by
pressure.

A common
pressure,
asserted
by the
screams,
the screams
of others.

But one asks,
what is this
pressure?

Please listen
to my words.

One's life
is a dictated
sequence.

A pattern
of sorts.

A pattern
pre-determined
by the
screams,
the screams
of others.

Who scream
and scream.

Who tell you
what to want,
what to do,
what to love,
what to believe.

Somewhere
deep in the
void, one must
search for
the sound,
the sound
of
one's self.