When You Can't Scream

by scarletvampire0

Poetry based on the history behind how the name Hyouka came to be.

A voice for use;

A voice without use.

I long for the day,

The day when sound will come.

Sometimes I wonder is it foolish,

To harbor something like hope,

To wonder if change will ever come?

I beg for release from your clutches.

I beg for the feeling of eternal peace.

I long for the day when I can scream,

And you will hear.