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Someone Screaming

Like someone screaming under water No one can hear my cries The more I struggle, the more I drown Trying to keep head above water The voice in my head tells me I can’t swim So nothing moves The pains of watching everything around you crumble Feel like I’m about jump out of a burning building to my suicide It’s out of the frying pan and into the fire It all gets too much at some point I can’t breathe, yet I’m still alive I am dying yet am still walking I feel dead, so I must be a ghost Can’t figure out why I feel this way Or what’s eating me up inside I haven’t given up I have given in If I’m going to fight, I will have to fight within myself Erase the demons of depression if that’s what they are I’ve come to hate everything and everyone Thinking everyone is fake and not genuine Feel so alone not in the mood for small talk Lest I jump out and scratch your face I’m like a lion after a fight in the sun Nursing and mourning the wounds on its back In the cold morning of the African sun I’m listening to the pain as if it has a sound Provides a certain adrenaline I’m used to Pain and sorrow, a sombre tune Hypmatising, leaves you broken I push you away thinking it may be contagious But if you can reach into the coldness of my heart And find love and warmth then you can stay Like the roaring sea I can’t promise I won’t have these outbursts every now and then like panic attacks Want you out of range when the waves try to sweep you away violently, I don’t want to hurt you

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