Screaming and not making a sound.

by Jacob M Parnell   Dec 6, 2005


Ive been dreaming.
That I was screaming so loud.
I was constantly screaming.
But I wasn't making a sound.
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No one could hear me.
Not one person paid attention.
I was begging for someone to set me free.
But no one would listen.
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I yelled.
I cussed.
I was compelled.
To be heard was a must.
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My world wouldn't stop spinning.
My life was reduced to mush.
But this was just the beginning.
This dream was a rush.
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My worst fears where played out.
Everything was coming to an end.
I would just sit and shout.
I had no time to mend.
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My wrists where cut.
My brain was splattered.
My mind was shut.
And nothing mattered.
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I fell for hours.
And never hit the ground.
Unstoppable powers.
That my mind had found.
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I was still screaming.
I needed a break.
My mind steaming.
But nothing seemed fake.
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It all felt so real.
It was so profound.
I could still feel.
But I couldn't make a sound.
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And I realized the truth.
That my dream.
Was actually my youth.
A memory coming out with only a scream.
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I was screaming.
My life was up on the mound.
I was screaming.
But I wasn't making a sound....

(c) JP 2005

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