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Silent Screams

Contributed by fairyfloss on Monday, 13th October 2003 @ 07:38:12 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

as i stand on the pier on that very cold night
thoughts and emotions screaming through my head
your hurtful words tormenting my mind
your voilent rage intimidating my eyes
i slowly begin to rock on my feet
wishing my life away
thats when i hear the voice in my head
tell me to live another day

my heart thorbs for love and attention
all i want is to be appreciated
no longer can my laughs be heard
life is no longer rewarding
each day is like a trip to hell
if only i could visit heaven

i dream that night of angels
with their white wings and gold shining halos
i see myself gliding through the air
no longer do i have to care

the spark in my eye left long ago
no longer can this excruciating misery continue
its time i thought about my future
it time i thought about myself

my melancholy tears crawl down my face
my trembling hands start to shake
i reach towards the serrated knife
slowly i begin to draw blood to my wrist
each time i cut deeper and deeper
my heart shatters into pieces

i shriek in agony as the knife slips
head spinning i turn off the lamp
clutching the serrated knife to my broken heart
this is the end
the curtains haved close
now i am a rose in heaven gently swaying in the breeze
peaceful as a dove gliding towards the sun
my laughter can now be heard as the wind echoes
now my cries are silent........

Copyright © fairyfloss ... [ 2003-10-13 07:38:12]
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Re: Silent Screams (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Monday, 13th October 2003 @ 06:34:20 PM AEST
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ok... this was awesome and so powerful. Every line was dripping with emotion and I could relate to what u wrote so much. Keep yer chin up and keep writin.

Bobo (Joel)

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