Friday, February 17, 2012

Screams The Opposite of Dreams

Ears pound as my heart hears
Ready to blow but don't know what to say
Knowing but at the same time not wanting to make it worse than it already is
Screams echoing around waiting to be fought
Knowing I need to speak but there is no point
Breaking through that wall
Prove me wrong say its for the best
But not understanding what is going on inside
Not wanting my anger to consume me.   
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  1. This is a stream-of-conciousness poem that many people may be able to relate to. "Prove me wrong say it's for the best" is a good line that is soaking with angst.