scream

Written by tazz

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it strikes like a ton of bricks

hitting you in the face

all the weight of your life crashing down

making you feel heavy

making you break

to lay strewn across the floor

in a million pieces

losing your self

slowly

maniacally

“nothing matters”

a whisper from deep within

end it now

for your own sake

keep it safe

for the ones around you

the pain screams out at you

because your to afraid

to take it all in

instead you lock

little bits of it into your skin

and keep it all a secret

like a ton of bricks

you lay on the floor in pieces

so pathetic

keeping it a secret

it hurts more

the deeper you push it inside

you feel

unworthy

untouchable

your mind says love

but your heart feels empty

apathetic

your body

dead

like a ton of bricks

demolishing reality

crashing like a storm

your mind eroding like water

keeping the hurricane inside

twisting

like a dream

a dream you cant hold on too

not wanting to think of the future

but its there

and you fear it

want it

touch it

every passing second

as time erodes away

leaving scars

misery

cold

ahead is warmth

warmth you cant quite feel

you long for it

long for something you haven’t felt in your life

like a ton of bricks

scared of its embrace

does it hurt

does it sting

does it numb

cold

feel

ice

burn

feel

it melt

wishing

your fears

were more tangible

tangible

wishing

your heart

wasn’t

a cold

blood

stained

brick

wasn’t

so cold

to the touch

from living in the shade

wishing to be tangible

tangible

but your like a tone of bricks

heavy

unwanted

used

crushed

rebuilt

reused

but not tangible

no energy

no flow

no blood

you are dead

screwn

in pieces

dead

dead

dead

dead

dead

dead

how can you revive

when you were never alive

never

alive

scream

but no one hears

scream

until you die

scream

until

you feel

scream

until

your alive

but no one

will ever hear

a dead man scream

nor will they hear me cry

a broken ton of bricks

does not make a sound

until

it hits the ground

and shatters.

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  1. I like the way you write single words on each line. It helps to feel the meaning these words have within and overall this poem brings up emotional heaviness and I can relate to it. Very well done Misa.

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