Screams
Screaming so loud that my skin tears
Crying floods till I feel queer
Absence of both, yet presence is felt
Nothing ever goes away...does it?
The battle within
Is it really worth it to win?
When it's about the battle outside out there
With uncertainty looming shadows, corrupting the battle within me
The battles and the patterns that are well known
There isn't a way to be free
It's never ending
Pulling me deeper inside
Loving the water but the sea is haunting
Despite knowing to swim, something pulls you in as you drown
The salt of tears
The scream of within the sea
The silence that nears
Maybe death wouldn't be so queer
But life is loving
Even if my thoughts are not
I'll scream
I'll tear
I'll cry
All together
But I'll still look into the mirror
Saying, "I'm still here....standing with these scars"
And the cycle continues to be
There isn't an end
Or maybe there might be
What's all left for me to see?
What's all left for me to lose till I gain?
What's all left fear in me...that would go away?
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Candid Heartstrings
PoetryThe candid beats of a heart The unfiltered voice inside That finally sets it's free Let me present a mere display of words Behind which, hides memories, anguish, fears, dreams and tears Let's have a view of The poetries I wrote for myself The quot...
