Screams - Poem by Brandon Brasher
Screams wreak the silence of my mind.
Not knowing what lies ahead or behind.
It fills my head with a battling noise.
I fight to stay awake and hold my poise.
They hit me with a stressful pull.
Hammering my brain like a raging bull.
The screams will not stop thier assult.
In full view knowing its my fault.
To hold a pieceful wish is a dream.
For these harding painful screams.
I close my eyes for a while.
Then my throat fills with bile.
I loosen my mind to find a thought.
Not so easy and surely not bought.
It comes in waves of heat.
Then I hear those little feet.
Pounding down a wooden hall.
Praying that there is no fall.
Then you see those faces.
Passing the corner with warm embrace.
Then the screams are held at bay.
For this is going to be a beautiful day.
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