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The voices in my head are crazy they yell at me
Bark at me scream at me I guess their all the same
I try not to listen it doesn't work they scream
My name, I scream "STOP IT""STOP IT PLEASE ""WHAT DID I DO WRONG" they torment me call out to me
Drive me, crazy what to do what to do
SCREAM!!!!!!!! SCREAM!!! SCREAM!!!!
I look into the fire and see my future
I'm burning, dying and the voices laugh at me, they carry a tone, a tone of jolly, and cruelty,  
The voices yell at me, scream at me
The voices **** me
I can't  be saved
I'm already dead
Their is silence
ME
The walls are thin very fragile like me
I'm fragile, but only on The outside on the inside
I'm as thick as can be
Break me you get me
Crush me you get me
Hurt me you get me
Love me and you shall see
What's been hiding underneath
Me
Silence Screamz Oct 2014
Black adder awaits
Stalks it's prey
First strike
Second strike
Third strike
All is calm
Black adder is dead
Silence Screamz Oct 2014
Small town people
Small town minds
Gossip turn sour
No secrets left behind

Small town girls
Small town boys
Turn off the lights
Lock up your toys

Small town crimes
Small town night
Light up the fires
Creeps into sight

Small town games
Small town sins
Newlywed murders
Takes it on the chin

Small town stories
Small town fairs
Drowning in the lake
Nobody cares
Based on my own small town I grew up in
We are the flame that consumes the wick,
we are the wick that burns down the column of wax,
we are the encasement of wax that melts from around the wick…
all these we are,
thus giving the “candle of being”
it’s cadence, it’s heat, and it’s brilliance,
from struck match to flame out to last drift of smoke…
beyond that,
is more than what we are
Silence Screamz Oct 2014
Get me out of this jar of pain.
Tightened lid.
Pickled inside with devastation and destruction.

Blending in with the brine.
Seasoned by torture and violence.
Time to turn up the heat.

Pressure cooked inside.
Temperature rising.
Steam valves are about to burst.

Rapid boil begins.
Screaming release is heard.
Moments are building up.

Angst has set in.
Can not take any more.
Head explodes.

Was it all in my brain?
Casualty of society.
Tripped on the switch.

Pulled the trigger.
No more of me.
Lay here eerily quiet, gone.
Another school shooting I just heard on the news now, in Washington state at a high school. So sad.
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