This can be used to describe many people's inner drought, but it can also be used to describe Aussie Summers. Humidity gets so high here sometimes that you'd swear it could muffle your voice as much as your thoughts. The way these two thoughts connected for me made your piece that much stronger. Awesome write :)

Ironically, I can hear the hopeless frustration of not being heard/ understood! As always, your poems paint emotions that are felt. Thank you for sharing.

Glad to see this nominated.

I wonder if it will matter how
far my sound can travel.
I've been screaming for years now,
yet no one's traced it back.
^
This stanza is amazingly relatable and so sombre it made me catch my breath.
Em

Oh my God. Killer poem! I can't stop reading this.

I understand your poetry is always captivating, but this is on a whole new level.