A Scream

by Alex   Nov 9, 2005


A scream
I hear
I do not see the caller
But she is around the corner

I do not help
I dare not help
The scream is caused by me
But the caller I do not see

A screech is made
It does not fade
It keeps getting louder and louder
I do not see the caller
But she is around the corner

I hear the sounds
All day long
I do not help
I dare not help
I like the song they sing

A scream I heard
A screech was made
I did not help
I dared not help
I wished the caller died

They try to run
They try to hide
But the pain is on the inside
Wherever they go
They do not know
I am sure to follow

A clash I throw
They cannot run
Because I will run, too
The callers will try to hide
But the pain is on the inside

I will tug
They will stop
They have a collar on
They know now
Not to run
And not to do a wrong
Because I like the song they sing

Remember when you hear these sounds
It is not your imagination
I am coming
And you are running
But you cannot hide
The pain is on the inside

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  • 19 years ago

    by Alex

    Just in case you want to know what's going on, the "callers" are seeing strange stuff because they did something bad.