Silent Screaming
I feel so much
yet show so little
the pounding in my chest
as i push it down
slowly
into that little jar
buried deep
into the pit of my stomach
day after day
i repeat
feel
push
forget
until one day
i push to hard
and forget how to feel at all
is this even real?
they say i have so much
friends
family
faith
hands always reaching
so why do i feel so unseen?
they call me weak
they call me dramatic
little do they know
my past was traumatic
and it still lives inside of me
no matter how many layers
i try to pull back
and peel
i can never find
what once was real
i scream
and i scream
and i scream
but nothing comes out
my screams are silent
i curl up
i shake
wanting to wake
wanting to feel
wanting to know
that i am real
Slice!
breathe
one
two
three
there
for a moment
i can finally feel
tell me
is this the only way
i remeber
that i am real?
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