A Need to Run

Have you ever felt the need to scream, to run wild through the trees?

You tried to climb up from the pit, but fell and scraped your knees.

That aching sense of closed in space-of boundless boundaries 

What more do you expect from me with a human tendency  to bleed?

Have you ever felt the need to shout, 

To yell out and be heard?

To scream and shout and speak and roar

To hope someone is there 

That suffocating sound of silence, of thoughts falling dead while others are preferred

And yet my voice grows frail and thin

With each sequential word

What more should I do? What course can I take, if I can't even believe 

That those whose friendship I desire

Would have any interest in me.