Imagine the Scream

Imagine a radio. 

Imagine wanting to tune into your favorite station. 

Imagine hearing traces of that station, but not clearly. 

Imagine trying to manually tune into your favorite station. 

Imagine knowing the exact frequency, but each time 
You attempt to tune into its signal
You somehow miss it.  

Imagine getting frustrated.  

Imagine getting really fucking frustrated. 

Imagine everyone telling you how to tune a radio. 

Imagine telling them to find their own damn radio station to tune.  
Imagine telling them you know how to tune a damn radio.
You are an expert at this, in fact.

Imagine people looking at you with horror, with helpless looks. 

Imagine feeling helpless. Imagine feeling scared.

Imagine wanting to take the radio and throw it against a brick wall. 

Imagine, for a second, what it takes for someone to scream like this:

Imagine yourself like this. Imagine feeling like that.

 Imagine feeling like this for a minute, for an hour, for a whole day.  

Imagine your screaming going on for more than one day. 

Imagine this feeling, consuming you, for more than a week. 

Imagine not knowing how or when it will stop.

Imagine screaming until nothing more came out.