my body shakes with anguish

face screwed in agony

mouth painfully agape

as the silent scream

echos in my head

while the walls repeat nothing.

They’d hear downstairs....

It never ends,

And the whole world can hear it,

In fact, its ears are bleeding,

It rings out,

High pitched, trembling,

The throat hasn’t gave out,

Its resolve stands strong.

It never quits,

Not even with the sturdiest tape,

Not from force from any being

Not from hands,

Not from scolding lips

So carelessly busy,

They miss the scream’s reasoning.

It‘ll never end,

Until someone listens....

Only when I moved way up here,

By the lake,

Did I begin to learn about the old wives tales up here.

Back home we didn’t have to worry about the supernatural going bump in the night.

All we worried about were

The real-life monsters.

Which is scarier?

Only the kind of scream will tell....

Screaming, screaming

That’s all my parents do!

Mom? Pop? Please lower your tone

Because, right now, I’m on the phone!

My father is deaf in his left ear

So we have to scream,so he can hear

Sometimes I can hear them scream

From up the block

I’m surprised my neighbors haven’t

called a cop! 👮** **...

A scrappy draft about trying for someone and covering yourself.

I watch the ink from my pen

I love it

How it covers the mistakes

With short, little blotches

Words disappear

Like they weren’t ever there

They’re not here

I enjoy masking my mistakes

Like how I pretend to know enjoyment

Like the mask never breaks

While this soul of mine aches

And feels self inflicted torment.

Can we stop making mi...

A sickening shriek struck the air,

The knife twisting in her gut.

Not fair, not fair, not fair.

It never stops,

The roaring tide,

Drowning her in rage,

In fear of herself.

She hated poems sometimes,

And the light they brought,

Because she just wanted to be ugly.

Her pain was not a rose,

Blooming drops of crimson,

It was just blood.

Her tears weren’t dewdrops,

Speckling the landsca...

A silent scream.

The deadliest of them all.

You can never hear someone else’s.

You can always hear your own.

Loud.

Demanding.

Forever going.

The silent scream goes on in my head.

It never stops.

And i believe it never will.

A silent scream.

It’s a cry for help,

But no one will ever hear.

It stays in your throat.

It stays in your head.

Neve can you let it go.

A silent scream.

If you never let it ou...

My song keeps playing

playing and playing,

never stopping

never faltering.

The message

never changes.

It keeps on going

without end.

Notes echo

and instruments jingle

across the ballroom

filling its empty

gloom. As I fill

my wine glass

with the sweet

red liquid. And sip

it as the song runs

through my veins.

The tune awakens

the dust that settled

on the altars made

for each old friend of mine...

The warm breeze makes my task of gathering the leaves seem like such a smeeze

The wind will soon change, revealing a cold breeze, a season where utter silence is impossible to achieve

Time brings great rumbling and kids filled with joy, for it is Hallows Eve, and the night shall rejoice.

Thrill fills the air, for the pranksters are there, and everyone is ready for a scare.

But somewhere out there...

the scream

it’s been bubbling

and brewing

i can feel it climbing up my throat

clawing its way up

and then it stops

i swallow the scream;

down

down

down

somewhere deep within myself in a place it will never be found

and then the next scream starts clawing like nails on a chalk board but it’s ripping through my flesh.

the scream is tearing me apart from the inside out.

begging

please

please hea...