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B Dec 2018
It was like I was two people at the same time.
No one noticed me, no one ever listened.
But at the same time I was the one that couldn’t keep my mouth shut and I was liked by many.
I didn’t really know how to act. Should I scream or suffer in silence?
Hunter Green Dec 2018
Stop taking my glances.
I swear they’re tearing me down.
I get caught in these trances,
And I lose more of myself.
I feel empty each time.
They aren’t just open chances
I hear the world’s whisper,
But I feel the heart’s scream.
Each pair of eyes are a sister.
I want a mind as clean as snow,
I want my heart to be someone’s home
But I fight these these feelings as my fists get blistered.
Letters from Lia Nov 2018
I fell
and no one's there to save me
I'm falling so deeply
but your eyes never even lie on me

I'm broke
shattered and alone
I am in oblivion
but again you'll never know

I cried
so loud and full of tears
though I pour out my heart's burden,
guess I am still forgotten

I screamed
like I am in deep crevice
You were reached by my voice
still you walk away with your ears closed
This was written 2 years ago. I just found this recently.

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Blurry Vision Nov 2018
I'm trying not to ruin this for myself
So I scream on the inside
While I'm composed on the outside.

Maybe they won't leave this time
If I let the bugs crawl out from the back of my eyes.
Mackenzie Nov 2018
Throughout the night
You ripped the comforter from me
Your memories tore me away from sleep

While I sleep
I remember how you pulled me
by my ankles as I kick and scream
The look on your face is
Something I will never unsee

I awake breathing heavily
I could have sworn you were here
He grabs my hand
“You were just having a nightmare”
Brynn S Nov 2018
Silent ringing
The screeches of dark
They pierce the mind
Shatter the sleep
Alone in thought
Only the screams emerge
They rattle and shake
Until all words dissolve
Standing alone
Waiting for sound
Nothing is left
Engulfed by the ground
Marianna Nov 2018
i am the dark nights and the pouring rain,
the leftovers and the wine stains
i am the cold weather and a forgotten dream,
the 3 am coffee or your 3 am screams

i am a ghost or an empty feeling, or
i might be hanging from the ceiling
i am in the corner or right next to you, or
i could be lying six feet under you
i do not exist
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