The Art of Screaming

I feel powerful

I feel proud

I want to be there

When you’re screaming my name

So f*****g loud

You son of a b***h

 

I’m walking on the air I breathe inside my lungs

So quietly screaming

Desperately searching for my voice

Torturing the crying people, cutting out their tongues

My dry flaky tears

Falling from the sky

I don’t have a choice

You keep me alive and on the border of insanity

As long as you’re here I’m crazy with immortality

Don’t close your eyes and walk away; I’m not finished yet

You talk lies as if blood were actually wet

 

I’m feeling

Creatively strong today

Like nothing goes wrong for me today

I’ll take on the world today

I’ll fight my own battles today

From my point of view

You’re gonna scream today

 

I hold up to you the choice of getting lost

If you accept then sign here and know the cost

I’ll keep you alive if you promise to smile

Count down from nine to five and stay here a while

You’re entrance to hell is only a few days away

It’s not my fault; we’re both destined to die anyway

Your choices have nothing to do with who they’re after

They’ll catch you quicker if you run faster

 

Goddamnit b***h, know the f*****g rules

You betrayed me and now you’re gonna pay

From one to fifteen you are twenty of the fools

You’re going underground and there you’re gonna stay

I’ll follow you just to watch you scream

You’re pride will melt in fire; feel the shame

It’s too bad that you fulfilled my dream

Now I’ll have to find someone new to blame

Because you’ll be accusingly screaming my name in pain

Author's Note

I guess it's more of a song than a poem

Reviews

[Dory]

It's really song-ish.
It has a nice rhythm and made me feel.
Even if what I felt isn't what you feel.

[Starting Over]

Its talent! I liked it! Great job!