*if you can hear the screaming
than you are standing too close to me
if you can feel the bending
than you are just too close to me
if you figured that there is no ending
than you know
God Sheba has enter this building
It is motion in here
yes it is moving
it is motion in here
yes it is moving
tears lay in open palms
drowning numbers in my eyes
tears falling in open palms
wishing for light
it is darkness in here
reaching for my throat
yes it is a darkness in here
and i just can't help
i don't know
the voices say don't look back
but i can't see what's in front of me
no what's behind and maybe this time
i'd get free
there is motion in here
not taking another step
there is something here
i won't let this fear rest
tears fall in my hands
drowning the numbers there
voices say step out on faith
but they never say which way
always been afraid
but you would never notice
always been ashame
but you would never have seen
always been tired, just passed down legacy
always did what i thought i had to do
and now
thirty years later...
all i have are screams
here inside here
darkness
triple black
yes there is motion here
must be still alive
or am i just pretending here
another mask to buy
so much motion here
palms raised high
*if you can hear the screaming
than you are standing too close to me
if you can feel the bending
than you are just too close to me
if you figured that there is no ending
than you know
God Sheba has enter this building
Wow very strong and potent use of words and imagery to stir the blood and hype up the senses of fear or perhaps awe at what might be in the dark of the mind.
Exploring the impact of literary icon Flannery O'Connor's noted legacy on the cultural realities of modern-day America, the world, and a certain author.
Yankee Doodle Daddy is a historical Appalachian Family Saga. The story follows a mother's reckoning as she struggles to survive and keep her four daughters alive.
Yours,
Sharon
Ron
This one screams to the masses; they know where you are, reading these hurting words. I've felt this many times. EXCELLENT!!!!!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Your poem screams to the souls.
Fee
Unique N Diferent Write Done Good...
TRASK
hope all is well with you
Carole
all i have are screams
here inside here
darkness
triple black
Quite chilling, Mitzi.
the real deal writes.
Hope all is well...
Ron