SCREAM

I have had enough! Stop asking yourself
When did everything change?
What happened to me?
What made me mean?

STOP.

Just stop looking for that flip switch.
There has never been one.
Turn the camera to selfie mode, and see.
That you’ve always had a dark imagination.
Trauma didn’t turn you into a monster,
Ice has been your truth all along.

Ugh, enough with the denial,
Wipe off the smile,
Your lies are falling apart,
You were no angel,
You were no victim,
Nor were you a villain,
You were a pretender.

Don’t plead now dear,
Don’t throw a tantrum,
Your wrath is just a phantom,
Shut up and listen.

You don’t scare me.
I can, and I will,
Scream.
Until everyone sees your fragility.

Yes miss, I would dare.
AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!

Look they are noticing you now,
Isn’t it like a siren!!
AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!

Just like me, they will know,
Your vulnerabilities are a ruse.

This is so liberating!
Let me rip off the rest of the covers..

Huh, does my smirk enrage you?
You can scream too, like-
AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!

You write to be noticed,
For a like, for a comment.

“It is not about the numbers,
It is about the emotions”
You keep repeating to
Make your self believe.

*eye roll*
such a hypocrite.

Your hands don’t shake while writing.

You don’t have to step back and take a breath.

Your words don’t make hearts race.

People understand you, see you, but they don’t feel you.

So what about those emotions huh?

I admit, you do tend to write tragic ends,
Yet they only manage to frustrate one’s mind,
And could never cause any eyes to weep.

You use your strength to build your walls,
No wonder, your words are left weak.

You swim on the surface,
Why not dive into the deep?

If you can’t open your fort,
Then build a moat,
And pour the waters,
Poetry isn’t written from,
Dare I say “false”
Smiles and hearts.

So let out your
Carefree.
Restless.
Emotive.
Aggressed.
Manic.
SCREAMS!!!

Scream because you don’t know yourself,
Shout if you are lost,
Yell when you are angry,
Cry when you feel so many things,
That you can’t even understand what the feeling is.
Because those tears darling are the most beautiful poems.

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…so…yeah…freestyle poems…hmmm…i am glad you read it…or atleast most of it…its a long one right…well…

Just so you know, I am going back to random posts…following a schedule is not working for me😬🤷keep looking out for my posts!!

p.s. I am doing okay. ik you will be asking anyways😂❤️
p.s.s. i didn’t really edit this post.. so some typos and grammatical errors might be there.. sowwy🥺

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