Thursday, January 13, 2011

Poem Response to The Scream


The sky is bloody
And here I am
Shadows shake and I shriek.
Yet behind, just out of reach 
Serenity
That only darkness follows
So I can never win
No one wins. Ever.
Some look at me funny like I’m
Particularly eccentric.
But they don’t know what I do
They can’t recognize truth
When it’s staring them directly in the face.
Believe it.
Try.
Look over the balcony
Further.
Yes, past your egotistical troubles
Your hazy mind
Gradually take in what you see
Calmly now.
And see it.

Dark

You may wonder why I screech
Why I yell
Why I scream
Don’t wonder longer.
It is this. What you see.

I am frightened.

You should be too. 

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