Years Worth Of Screaming, Ways To Be Dead

[Flint]

The scratching echoes through my skull

Can’t escape the noise as I’m being engulfed

My silent cry barley reaches the surface

Diving in head first, hoping I fell unnoticed

Legs kicking, hands frantically reaching

Trying to remember all of life’s little teachings

Instead all I hear is screeching

As my lungs burst open

With years worth of screaming.

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I sit here in my room

Thinking how I failed you

Drinking myself into my tomb

Writing letter after letter

Doctor to doctor

Hoping they can make it better

And all these thoughts spin round my head

Some nights I lay awake in my bed

Thinking up different ways to be dead

[Sally]

Matty,

We have here another fine example of your poetic skills and yet still with all of your friends here we get such dark images.

I wish that I could reach you and make you realize that you are loved very much and life is a precious gift not to be wasted in these dark realms.

I wandered through the catacombs of my depression for so long until a special lady came along to guide me out - if you need a guide, I am here - I marked the path out so I will never be trapped there again.

Love ya,

Sally

[Guest Elizabeth K]

Matty - as usual good stuff- as usual - disturbing, be careful.

Lizzy

[Flint]

The screaming one is more about years of frustration and repression.

The second one is just something i wrote during a depressed phase with my mood disorder. I'm trying to write more positive stuff...But negative stuff seems to come out so much easier lol

[Guest Alex Blitzen]

Very nice poetry and i agree, happy poems are harder to write lol

[Carolyn Marie]

Matt, poetry is a reflection of what is in your heart and soul at the moment you write, so if you are in a

dark place, then reflecting that in your writing is appropriate and even therapeutic.

You have some real pain and sadness in you. I hope over time it becomes a place where more sunlight shows.

If I can help you get to that place, please call on me.

You do have some real talent there, Matt. Please do keep writing.

Carolyn Marie

[Flint]

I've managed to write something a bit more posotive. Rather than make a new post just stick it here. They're lyrics. Not sure about them. I struggle with the flow of posotive ones. it's like i always say there are so many words that rhyme with sad...But what rhymes with happy apart from nappy?

You, you brought me so much pain

And confusion with your life taking, heart breaking

Punishment that you forced onto me

And

You, you tore me apart

Threw me into an early grave

But every end has a start

And I want you to know

I’m no longer pinned down on that floor

No longer trapped crying behind that door

No more nightmares for me now

You no longer rule this show!

You, you made me tremble with fear

And I cried so many tears

I wanted to die

And

You, you did a hateful thing to me

And it took me so long to see

It wasn’t my fault, I was just an opportunity

And I want you to know

I’m no longer pinned down on that floor

No longer trapped crying behind that door

No more nightmares for me now

You no longer rule this show!

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Okay i realise it's from a sad event...But it's me overcoming something that happened to me and saying that they'll no longer rule my life cause of what they did.

[Carolyn Marie]

I like this one too, Matt. Very good work, and with a positive, uplifting conclusion.

Carolyn Marie