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Jul 2019 · 290
Anxious Love
TheSilentScream Jul 2019
I wonder why I feel this thick weight sinking my joy into a sea of fear.
Pending destruction is near, creeping behind my calmed motion.
I fear


that if i love, it'll be stripped away
Drowned
Distorted
Left to decay.

I don't think I can feel that again...

So maybe that's why I feel so anxious.

Love too hard and it breaks the foundation, love too soft and it floats away...

I can't take this, is what I want to say...but I know I might not ever get my way.

I love hard, crush hard, feel hard emotions...a battle in my head filled with so much commotion.

A battle, a war between 100 of me, how...

I wonder why I feel so sick when I talk to him now.

The ship is strong, but the sailer is scared of waves

Be still my beating heart, for I need you to behave.
Jul 2019 · 142
Fin
TheSilentScream Jul 2019
Fin
Saw the petals falling, we watched them together
Said we'd fight for us, we'd always last forever
Understand
Understand
What is forever
Never ends
Never ends
With empty letters

Strolling through the path with sun kisses and good vibes
Losing sight of where to go, dotted and full lines
Understand
Understand
Could've been better
In the end
In the end
It's my endeavor

Looking in the mirror, multiplied, distorted
Seeing shades of me and demons, disappointed
None would win
None would win
And start over
All again
All again
But with a clover

Images scattered over the bed of rivers
Shifting memories that could've stayed forever
In the end
They all bend
Crumble and withered
Play pretend
Comprehend
Just don't get bitter
Jun 2019 · 444
Alone In The Crowd
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
How come the crowd watches me but never shows it supports,
I scream and scream till reality just contorts,
But they muffle my voice with headphones and pretend everyone's happy...

Suffocated on isolation led to my tragedy.
Casualties happen when voices are left unheard.
Questioning impact because the water was shallow, and no one would say a word.
But they watch afar, partying together, is it our fault?

Wheeling in third, active insult, feels like an assault.

How can i exist in a crowd, and yet i still feel unheard...


Can I even do anything about it...?
Am I a puzzle piece that could fit...?
Jun 2019 · 131
Undermined
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
Underestimate the quaking of the words
Typed
Voiced
Or forever unheard

A silent hope can be broken and burned when the power possessed crushes it by the herd

Watch the flames fallen forward in a forest of words
And the plot of a story speeds into a swerve
shifting endings and results in a dive like birds

Ending in beak-first collisions next to a concrete curb

RIP motivation
when the crowd leaves you dry

Sometimes left in the dark pondering your reasons why
Wishing you had the spark that people liked, you cared less about awe
Only left to no surprise when you get drowned and nobody saw.
It's okay to write for yourself, but no one can say honestly that they ONLY write for themselves when writing online.

We like to relate, we're connected, and we want people to feel heard, but what happens when you're the one not feeling it...?

Sometimes a Diary isn't the scream you need, but the support of your fellow struggling team.
Jun 2019 · 266
Not a Dog and Pony Show
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
Don't take my heart's voice and make it your Starbucks review.
It may not be pretty, perfect, and cookie cutter constructed.
But I still feel something, and i'm sure you do too.
I'm not a dog and pony show.
I wish I felt it were true.

What's a poet to a writer?
Why are some valid and others not?
No reaction is a reaction after all.
But even alone, I must be a fighter.

I'm not a dog and pony show.
But I wonder if you'd ever know.
Because you choose our voices like you choose your candy.
You prefer what's sweet, and discard the sour.

My voice is a sweetart, what comes with it tingles.
Listen and react for it's story, not the speaker,
and you'll feel it deep inside your heart.
Jun 2019 · 172
Value
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
I promise I can evolve
Please don't you go leaving
Have faith like you have your laws
Don't need to set a fee

I once thought I knew the sound
Of what love meant for me
To honestly be love bound
I just needed to see

There are many who will come
And many take for free
But none have reaped the full sum
Of the wealth, I could bring

I'm not cocky, I'm just one,
That has something to sing
And I have value to some,
But others, I just sting.
Jun 2019 · 145
Stuck With Me
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
I don't know love by the call
Not now, there're broken keys
I told him how hard I fall
He said he would catch me

I once knew not what I was
The value stored in me
My mouth is filled full with gauze
Talking just makes it bleed

The song just loops on around
Like life goes circling.
My guilt is hoping I'm found
But I'm just stuck with me.
Jun 2019 · 351
Naked
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
I'm naked.
No dead laughs.
No dry smiles.
No more forced inspiration or optimism.

It's just me.
With my flaws.
With my beauty marks.

And If I am nothing without my clothes.
I was never something when I pretended I wasn't underneath them.


so ive taken away the mask
ive pulled of that heavy coat and thick skin
ive washed my heart and washed it clean

Here i am;
im naked.
Am i still worthy?
Jun 2019 · 275
Patient Poet
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
Patient poet, sing your heart
May some see or hear your spark
If they don't, at least you've sung
Release the stress for more to come
It never ends, that'd be a lie
So sing your heart, never be shy
But don't lose love, for those that pick
You may not be the favorite stick
But one day you may find yourself
A diamond under paint so thick
And dead some see you, a ghost in life
You'll come to be beyond the strife
So melodies your heart can bring
And in that will be perfect harmony.
Jun 2019 · 392
Leaf
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
I am a forest green leaf upon a great big sequoia tree.
Gently streaming the air, hovering over the sea.
Wither I may in the sky as I go.
Silent decay as I swing and I flow.
Campaigning alone, call this journey a solo.
At the end of the day, there's no change on my show.
And the closer I get to sinking inside the sea.
The more I cease with life, but it's okay, I came from a sequoia tree.
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
I don't have a "him" or "her" to gawk and talk about
Nor do I have a vice or a vanity to pour.

I don't believe victims are mythical, and so, I do have one thing I can sing.


Loneliness is involuntary.
You can tell me that all it takes is "going out" and meeting people...
But say that same thing to Frankenstein.

Did you forget that all you need to lose that chance is to be devalued?
And must I remind you that ghosts aren't frequently seen?

A moth to a dragon has no existence, like the shadow to a flame upon a candlestick.
But that's not my point.


Solitary living is voluntary. Choosing to push people away, gathering only yourself and living your day...


But what about those who want people, yearn for romance, cry out at this shallow cold world for why they seek those who lie, cheat, ****, and steal from them, but dismiss those who are more likely to remain honest, aid, save, and protect?

Loneliness is involuntary.
No one would beg to feel nonexistent unless you got to receive what we yearn for.

Solitary is voluntary.
To choose yourself, because you don't trust anyone else, even if you too can be your worst enemy.

Whether one will read this or not.
This came from my heart.
And it's a real discussion that people avoid.
Mental health is real and so is the stigma.
A shallow heart is easy to scare.
A deeply broken heart can shatter a world.
Why isolate someone because they may not physically appeal to you?

Whether it's because they're "strange" or "unattractive".
Isolation can break a soul...don't be the one to turn a blind eye.

Do you?
Obviously, you probably won't see this if you don't read it, but I suppose I should explain why this may be personal.

I struggle with loneliness. I'm often in a state in which I lack support or single in my life. I've been this way up until this year, and I have a theory that it's much bigger than I really know. I've lost many potential friends, even before a complete school year could finish, and this is consistent with every year, hence why even though this year may be a little different, I don't feel much better. I've lost family members, my entire family, and all to nothing but distance and a lack of support. If I've done something to cause it, I've never been told so.

Actually, it's quite the opposite. I've been told many good things and complimented on my care and genuine consideration of those I invest in; that i'm personable, loving, kind, attractive, funny, weird, "but in a good way", and a lifetime type of friend.

What boggles my mind is how I receive the opposite treatment. These things have been said by multiple people and more than once. My loneliness, at one point, was so bad that I became desperate to keep people around, which obviously did NOT work in my favor. This year has been a good year so far, more than less...but to speak the truth...I've lived a life as a ghost without really being given the choice.

And this sudden change in my life, this year...scares me.
Jun 2019 · 238
Final Wish
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
Sing to me, one last time, your melodies no matter the rhyme.
And bring me peace one moment again,
Forever, this time, my eternal friend.
From me to you, you wonderful thing,
This life around us sure does change.
If all must go, and you must too,
I hope I go and walk with you.
No song before has made me cry,
Not like you have, not like this sky.
And so I owe you my own life,
My last dying wish is to watch you shine.
Wherever I go,
Whatever I'll be,
I love you,

To You, Nature
From Soul, just little old me.

Jun 2019 · 233
Mania
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
Questions come in stories
Building towers full of worries
For me to leap off of and into a sea
A sea of anxiety, never-ending, undying
And although I laugh as if my wilting flower is fine
It wilts until completely deprived
Dried and deceased, crumbled and stagnant, at least
Up and down goes my merry-go-round
Crooked crown, a king resting on hell hounds
Painted portraits, of hypnotic orchids
I've lost my mind
In a mania.

In a mania
I've lost my mind
My emotions have become so much more synthetic
Abolished to hell where the bad dogs go
Spinning round and round, disrupting my mental flow
Chaotic, messy, lively, wet, to say the most
It grows until completely fulfilled
Although I cry, because my growing weeds are poor
I feel somewhat okay, on this burning sediment
And as I clutch onto the rope above me
Burning the ground of any hope
Answers are lost in mazes
Jun 2019 · 328
Passionfruit
TheSilentScream Jun 2019
Pumping emotion to circulate words,
that's where the passion flies like birds,
grow abundant and fresh, like an exotic fruit,
the flow of magic that settled root,
I set no time to blow no mind,
just write my name, for someone to find,
I plan no art, i'm not looking to be seen,
but if I am seen,
consider me, a passionfruit.

Some find me sweet, some find me ****,
some think of me like I am art,
I'm just a thing grown from this world,
passionate
as a passionfruit.

I hold no aim to be the best,
I'm not looking for some hard test,
I just want to be valued cause,
I am just a passionfruit.
May 2019 · 362
Red Wine and Black Roses
TheSilentScream May 2019
Sipping gently on the decline,
Watching the story leave my mind,
Dancing gently to the whispers haunting
A gamble, a game, a lullaby.
Washing my words out till they clean up nicely,
My condolences to the muted inside,
A rose, corrupted, I gift to the departed,
A world that cheers on at life's demise.
They sob till they're alone, humans, one-of-a-kind.
A show we put on, till it all blows over,
The nightmares play games with reality,
My fortune has lost, time plucked my clover,
Even games with the Devil can cost a fee.

— The End —