The Scream

The silence, the vacuum there is a meaning to it

The eternal truth, the need there is a reason to it

For those who can’t hear the scream, they are the better offs

For those who hear it know they are the lesser offs

The simple sniffs and the fond hugs , they have a measure to it

The cold shoulders and the long glances they have people for it

The urge to scream, to scream so high but nobody knows about it

Can you take me to that alley where no one talks about it?

What lies beneath is no one’s choice

What lies above creates so much noise

But the scream remains with the throat all red and hoarse

What use when none in the world cares for the source?

Scream your thoughts away scream them emotions low

Scream your ideals away , bringing those ambitions low

Scream is all that remains to be done now that the path is taken

I wanna feel that scream leaving the world all shaken