The Screaming

Do you hear me.

my broken savior,

can you hear me

screaming

can you hear me

in all the broken

time, the lost times,

the sad times.

Can you hear me,

when I’m done,

when I’m hurt

and bleeding

Can you see that

the smile on my face

is really a scream

can you hear it,

the bellowing

heartache, the unrelenting

noise

can you hear it,

the awful hell of it,

the tolling of bells,

the unstoppable

noise of silence.

Can you, can you,

can you hear it?

It peals, and hurts.

Or maybe it’s just

noise and I should

stop.

Heartache is the loudest

noise I’ve ever heard.

In like thunder,

out like lightening.