Screaming doesn't do any good if you're alone
The whole point of it is to be heard and to be listened to
To have someone try to help
To prove that someone does care
But sometimes I scream when I'm alone
Not to practice
Not for fun
I scream so that I don't break anything
So I don't receive unwanted attraction
Because yes I want to be heard but not for my pain for my accomplishments
My thoughts
My inspiration
I want to reach people who believe that darkness is the light
Because they don't know that the darkness is a being that wants to swallow them whole
That it is the exact opposite of good
Yes I want them to hear
But not my scream
I want to be heard for my ideas
My desire to do good
As if good can release me from the hold of evil
Because my life so far hasn't been a rollercoaster of great emotion
It has been a ride to hell
I don't want to be heard for my scream
Because it reminds people that I am sarcastic
That I can be a dungeon and people don't always get to choose when I capture them
Sometimes they try to help and they get stuck without a key
And become as miserable as the one who holds them captive
No please don't let them hear my cry
It is not a cry for help
It is not a cry to be heard by anyone but me
Because if I can hear how loud my fears can be
I can find a way to silence them
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