Poe's Diary

The distant sounds of silent screams Echo through my soul A nightmare filled with broken dreams That time cannot console My helpless mind will not yield To these voices that I hear My captive thoughts have not revealed The purpose of my fear Loneliness mocks my very being As time comes screeching to a halt Blame hides my eyes from seeing Insisting it's not my fault They say I'm mad, mad indeed They know nothing of my pain There's no one here to intercede So this madness must remain They call me a poet, poet indeed How is it they do not know? Can't they see the words I bleed I'm Edgar Allan Poe