Screams

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On the cliff-side

I hear the roar of the waves,

and howl of the winds

Telling me,

I am a disgrace.

I dip my toe into the sea,

No, it's too deep.


Taking a step back,

I gather the memory bricks,

Stacking them up,

To make a tower,

Like a quick fix.

There is a calmness inside,

Away from the tumultuous tides,

and tempestuous hurricane, I hide.


Shutting my mouth,

I try to silence 

the turmoil inside.

For its all shiny and bright

In the world outside.

There aren't any ears

For the suffocated screams

Inside my mind.


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