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The Screams

Inside my mind

By Dee Henderson Published 2 years ago 1 min read

From that deep place the screams echo.

How is it that no one hears the sound?

My face a mask of blank and calm

I close my eyes and the screams surround.

Fearing discovery, I open my eyes

The screams draw back to a muffled ring,

Constantly sounding in my mind

Without hope of any peace to bring.

My ever-present and unchanging companion,

Now the screams are always there,

Lurking behind my indifferent mask,

Waiting for release to the air.

If ever they escape the barrier I created,

I'm afraid they would never end.

So I keep them tightly under my control

And weaknesses I quickly mend.

In that deep place the screams go on

Threatening always to overtake me,

Drowning out my other thoughts,

Promising to never let me be...

sad poetry

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Dee Henderson

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