Silent Shouts

Dive in, drown inside, its time to let it out. Cut deep, blooded stains, silently starting to shout. Open wounds, burning soul, a hatred deep within. All alone, too much pain, crying as it begins again. Shaking hands, fallen spirit, too much to take.

Fighting again, lost within, holding on for my sanity’s sake. Sadness hits, mind breaks, I’m about to let it all go. Mask my face, hide my fears, live my life as a show. Too much now, overflowing torment, a backlash of rejected emotions. Nothing to hold to, grasping for a reason, some kind of underlying devotions. Waves of depression, sea of neglect, needing to learn to fly. Air of polluted thoughts, land of dark secrets, and my earth has withered dry. No more goes out, soul begins to fill, exploding from far inside. This is my life, these are my thoughts, and my spirit has died. So I dive in deep, drown inside, and its time to let it out. Cut in deeper, breaks open the blooded stains, and this is my silent shout…