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 3d
Liana
Silent Screams
In my head
And unnoticeable outloud
Almost constantly

There are very few
That listen to them
And more so
Understand

I know most
Don't hear them
When standing right there,
Through the walls,
Through the bathroom stalls
Or at all
But they are the loudest kind of screams
To me
(this note was written by a roof you don't even know is over your head. You fear when it rains you'll get wet.)
 Feb 20
LittleFreeBird
I

am

bottomless


this gaping
maw

place my heart
vacated

I am
devoid

and resonance has
deserted me

this is a lonely
place to be




inside myself


.
Don't make a
SOUND, the settling
of COMPLETE STILLNESS,
So, QUIET that
you could
HEAR A PIN DROP,
The CALMNESS is SO EERIE,
it could make your
HEART STOP,
or even SKIP A BEAT,
the SOUND of
MICE SCURRYING,
along the
WOODEN FLOOR,
as you step and
the FLOOR CREAKS,
realizing that THE WOOD
floor PANEL IS WEAK,
The STILL of
the DARK in a
SILENT ROOM,
Where the only LIGHT
you have BEAMS
down from the MOON,
through your
WINDOW PANE,
The MOON ILLUMINATES
just so much
LIGHT,
ENABLING you could SEE,
As it SHINES THROUGH
the DARKNESS and
YOUR CALM and at EASE,
The ROOM is so STILL,
THE ROOM IS SO CALM, but
SOON MORNING SHALL ARRIVE
AS WE WELCOME
THE NEW DAWN!!!


B.R.
DATE: 1/22/2024
Just a little freewritng, just doodling. How does it sound honestly???
 Feb 11
Lumin Guerrero
i am screaming
screaming out to you

why can't you hear me?
just listen.

you say you can't hear me
because i am screaming in silence

and i cant expect people to hear me
if i'm not saying anything at all.

how is it that, inside me
its so **** loud,

and yet i can't manage to get it outside.
i can't get people to hear.

i guess its sad if people are so limited by their senses
while i am able to experience all the infinite forms of communication.

or, maybe its sad for me.
because even if i can communicate in all these infinite ways,

it makes it hard to find the one in which
they can hear me

screaming
in silence.
verbal communication is difficult for reasons i can't explain, and so i speak through art and metaphors.
unfortunately, this isn't most's performed method of communication.
 Feb 11
jesse f kowalski
“I felt there was no
point in telling
anyone anything
that was happening
inside of me.”

Once I saw that,
I felt my purpose in
life had been fulfilled.

Once I realised that
I may be the main character
in my life and the background
in someone else’s, I rejoiced.
The “someone else” being my
best friend.

Once I know that I will depart their lives in either one day or one year, life becomes so much easier.
this is from a while ago but i keep returning to this feeling like it’s home, somehow
 Feb 11
Lumin Guerrero
I never thought I could get in trouble for staying quiet.

It was a form of self-protection, I suppose.
A coping mechanism, you can say.
Every time something that brought pain or confusion or any complicated feelings,

I just
left
my body.
I'd be there
but
not really.

You can always get in trouble for spilling too much, I thought.
So if you don't say anything at all, don't let anyone in, don't let anything out -
You'd be safe.
I was supposed to be safe.

But when I was threatened with the psych ward for staying silent
I realized
that wasn't true.

I'm not safe
I'm not safe
I'm not safe

I'm not
safe
here
real
okay.
This is supposed to fix me,
supposed to make me okay,
why am I not okay?

I am
dying
dying
dying,
drowning,
asphyxiating,
drowning,
drowning in

Lies.
Lie.
That's the only thing I can do now.
Now it's all just lies,
I'm a lie
I'm a lie
I'm a lie -

Hah.
Don't you wish you never asked?

— The End —