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Damian Murphy May 2016
Often I have a dream
That leaves me full of fear,
For in said dream I scream
But nobody can hear.

Athough in my worst dreams,
The stuff of my nightmares,
Others can hear my screams
But not one of them cares.
thehiddenwriter May 2016
Listen.
Can you hear my screams while I say nothing
gray rain Apr 2016
Muffled are the screams of joy
Co wrote with my friend
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
As the sun creases my eyes open
It ignites, starts an explosion
It continues the erosion
Inside my head
It all turns red
It's where it's bled

I shake the cobwebs from my head
Looking into the future with dread
New tragic things will come my way
Try as I might to keep it all at bay

The residue from last night's dream
The echo of my screams
The bright warm sunbeams
Can not chase away
The thoughts of the day
Where my demon play

I live a life where smiles are miracles
Happiness is only mythical
It all leaves me cold and miserable
Guess that's why I'm so cynical
All I really want is a life that's livable
James Cracker Feb 2016
I look upon the skies
I feel the wind, the grass beneath my feet
I breath I live, I wonder
I hear the screams.
"Look out!"
"But I am blind" I whisper.
And then I get hit by a truck.
The rides full of adrenaline
The crowd full of laughter
The air full of a variety of smells

A carnival
A place of fun and enrichment

The carny grounds
Someone ends up hurt
Dies on sight

A carnival
Now a place that is closed

An empty place
Full of empty rides
Silent laughter

A carnival
Only a place of dares and bad choices

More death arises
More lost souls wandering
The carny grounds beginning to fill again

A carnival
No longer a place of fun and enjoyment

Screams fill the air in the night
Rides never stop running
A haunting of what was once a beautiful place

A haunted carnival
A place where the spirits roam
Tehreem Feb 2016
On the mission of self destruction
He craved his own devastation
So he lit a new cigarette
After one too many
He took a long lazy pull
Clearing his fuzzy mind
Killing his own monsters
Smoke filled his lungs
Soft puffs left his lips
He inhaled sharply
To burn out his demons
To ashen his thoughts
The screaming subsides
His worries fell quietly
With ashes to the ground
Subtracting from his life
Alisha Isabell Jan 2016
I have cried these eyes empty,
Time and time again, I know
The hurt.
Cold caves on my face, Stone
Wells are my expression.
Wells never deep enough to trap the small girl,
But always hollow enough to have her screams remain
And echo

Throw your coins in and make a wish
Before the water washes out.
Everything's gone
Nobody's here
I need help but I am so alone
The screams are so loud inside of my head
And nothing seems to stop them, unlike before
It escalates so quickly
I don't even have time to think
Everyone's absent
Nothing is here
Caterina Jan 2016
walking along the beach
during a foggy day
sea is quiet
waves touch tenderly
the sand.
And you are Alone.
Alone.
start running barefoot
waving hands through
the fog
no one can stop you
no one can hear you
start screaming
so loud
and finally free.
Can you feel it?
Scream disappearing
absorbed by clouds
barefoot cold
and sandy
Sea's lapping
Silence
                        and breaths.
something about freedom
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