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⌈ Secret Post #2438 ⌋

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Comments

Re: Read any good poetry lately?

[(Anonymous)]

I like this one.


Soundless Scream
By Rhynnah Bayne

I am a soundless scream,
uttered from a cut throat.
Unremarked.
Unremarkable.
Wrapped in silent repetition,
While all around me,
Life continues to go on, blissfully ignorant or
ignorantly blissful,
Perhaps merely more comfortable
ignoring me.
Excruciating pain is sometimes nearly ecstasy.
At least, it’s something,
A feeling that surpasses everyday numbness
At least I am writing,
I mean, writhing in agony,
Not lulled to sleep by the illusion that
I do not feel... never felt
I know something is not there.
The voice on the phone, the one I hate to hear...?
That one stirs up the silt I’d far rather forget
the thin slick cover that reveals nothing settled.
Answering the phone, I feel a stirring in my depths,
the Midgard Serpent, uneasily shifting,
testing the limits of my grip
but desperately I cling to my control,
knowing full well that my battle is doomed.
At Ragnarok, when the Serpent truly wakes,
whomever battles him brings on the end of the world.
We all have our opportunities, our Judgment Day.
I am already damned I fear,
with no Idea of how to change, how to be heard,
A scream of silence from a cut throat.