Silent Screams

Deafend my my silent screams,
Tortured by my private dreams.
Some invade me with tumescent intentions,
Others with horrors I fear to mention.
My mind I can no longer control,
I feel I've become a helpless drone.
I'm alive but I feel mostly dead,
Tortured by the blood stained images in my head.
I fear sleep,
For the horrors that creep.
But alas I wake to another day,
Filled with pain as I try to run away.
The pain in my heart and the burning in my chest,
I can only describe as unbearable at best.
No longer can I hear the voices in my dreams,
Because I've been deafened by my silent screams.



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