My Scream

What screams from my soul...
The smallest of things,
Will surely bring the greatest of pains
And all the things that constantly lie,
Will surely make me die.
All the ones I let touch my soul,
Just seem to leave another hole
I show only those I truly love my heart,
Then they slowly tear it apart
Even when all I do is give them what they want,
The more they seem to taunt.
Thy pull the sting for which I strive to cling,
Ripping nails in bloosy hails, I scream
While I live on the pain stays strong
Trying to break me down,
BUT NO DAMN CHAINS CAN HOLD ME TO THE GROUND
They try and try
I still won't die
Through this life of pain I shall forever wander,
Because what doesn’t kill me only makes me stronger.
Of this mortal shell I wish to be free
For I am death but not for me
Never for me
So forever I shall scream

By Jared Lewis
Published: 11/3/2007
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