Hoping, Crying, Screaming by Christina1997, literature
Literature
Hoping, Crying, Screaming
She sits and hopes for the silence of life,
Hoping someday it'll all be still,
She hopes her brother will love his wife,
Because he deserves the best there is
She sits and cries for love and care,
That her father has left out till the last hair,
Crying for her place in the world,
Crying because she's never been heard
She sits and screams in her room alone,
Drowning in a dark place on her own,
Screaming for something to take her away,
Screaming for something to shove her into a pile of a hay,
Screaming for God to let her die,
Screaming for him to close her eyes
to let everything go pitch black,
Walking right into the mouth of a
So it begins
Our eyes drawn open
Free from the thought of doubt
Free from the selfish confine
Now blind these words
Chase us
With open arms we stand
Before the tide
The sun seems to have been rising
Ever since I can recall
Lending a sense of permanence
To this lying world
Your words like icy air
You lie's like molten screaming flesh
To hope for something more
To dream of substance
Like a million before us
We need to die
Like a billion before us
We dream to die
Masochistic to think
This would be remembered
Would be remembered
Sadistic, perpetuation
Of stagnation
There is nothing as empty
As waiting to die
We've spent