Screams are the music to my unhearing ears
Of terror, of fear, of horror
They ring through the air
All around me but I'm not there
The screams, aren't real
Only in my head, but it feels real to me
Trapped in this bed
Checks ups come and go, but I am still the same
Stuck in here forever
Living with a crazy story to tell
Voices and screams echo in my head
Their sounds startle me too easily
Feeling of being watched came natural to me
And I can't get rid of it
My mind is always floating away into the distance
Souls will slowly slip away
Until they are gone someday
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Poems!
PoetrySo this is a book of poems that I have written - my old account was XxLovePoetryxX so this is me still. But again a lot of these are from when I was younger (at least the first few) some of them are also from now a days. Warning updates will be a b...
