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Wanting
Aching, breaking,
And wanting to get out.
Lying, and crying,
With a silent shout.
My eyes are closed,
And yet I can see.
Images of death,
Me slowly killing me.
I’m awake in a dream,
Where reality is fake.
I’m asleep in my bed,
Yet my life is at stake.
I’m an ocean of sorrows,
And its sink, or swim.
An endless list of reasons why,
So where shall I begin?
More than one person,
Can anybody see?
That is clearly impossible,
For me to just be me.
Screaming and shouting,
Not making an audible sound.
Squirming and worming,
Not wiggling around.
I’m walking alive,
But yet I am dead.
All around me,
Puddled bloodshed.
I am sleeping awake,
And living in a dream.
I whisper loudly,
And have a silent scream.
The voices inside me,
Are longing to get out.
So please, listen loudly,
To my quiet shout.
