Let Go

Please.
May I cry?
May I shout in fury?
Show the world the insane me dying to come out?

I ask permission of anyone and everyone.
Please might I go nuts for just one moment?
One small, insignificant moment in time
Where I go completely insane.

Bang on drums.
Tear walls down.
Rip things to shreds with only my hands.
Break furniture.
Scream till my lungs are on fire.
Scratch at anything I can get my small little fingers on.

Please.
May I ball up in tears?
May I stretch my body as far as it can go?
May I curl up and die inside, just to ressurect myself?

The world has caved and if I cannot freely lose all control, for even just a moment, the result is sure to be worse than I could fear.
The desire to break has come at last.
The time of forgiveness has passed.
The time of patience is drawing to a close.
The urge to shed the old and begin a new is striving to come forth.