An Unheard Scream

She remembers her past, she goes back into the feelings,
She remembers sorrows of others, she remembers her own,
Why is it that she always remembers the feelings of dissatisfaction?
She wants to change people, she wants to grow herself.
She wonders if things are truly different, that its not the same.
She screams inside, she hides too many feelings in a small glass.
The glass always breaks, it is painful, it pierces her.
She's an unheard voice, though she is screaming with thoughts.
She wants something to get to someone fully, but they never truly understand.
She beats herself, for she just wants people to see what she sees,
View what she views, Feel what she feels, Think what she thinks.
But for now she is just an unheard scream,
A scream that is beating on the bars longing to get out of a trapped place.

Taking a Moment

She's driving home from another long and tiring day,
She feels as if something sparks everything around her,
As if everything just stopped,
She turns down the radio and speaks in a normal, but timid voice, "Hi, God."
She talks to him, tells Him about her day,
She prays for others who she knows are in pain,
She prays for what lies ahead, that it won't fall apart.
She tells her that she loves Him, and that she wants to love Him more,
She's a little girl that can't resist but to be attached to her Father,
She knows that theres a love that she can have for Him,
that is greater than any other love,
She talks to Him, She gives Him compliments,
Just for a little while, so she can spend time talking with her Daddy.

The Fear I've Come to Know Most

Head is spinning, i am aching, soul is tired, i am torn.
My greatest fear seems to haunt me, over and over again.
I hate this feeling, i wish i never met this feeling,
The crushing of my heart.
I can't avoid it, can't ignore it, and it continues to come alive.
The fear i try to run away from, the fear that continues to visit me.
I'm tired of it, I'm sick of it.
I just don't want to say good-bye once again.

Misunderstanding

She reaches out to those she sees in need,
She puts her heart onto those who need a friend,
She becomes attached to them, they become her brothers and sisters,
But they think she wants something more than just a friend can offer.

Why can't they understand that she just doesn't want that?
Why can't they understand that she just needs people to rely on?
The moment she thinks they can actually stay in her life, they run away.
When will they actually stay? When will they not leave?

A Moment of Clarity

Clarity. It makes everything clear. Nothing is questioned, all is answered.
And just at this moment, everything stops, all is quite, all is clear,
No worries, no hesitations, nothing stopping me,
I see what to do, I know what to think, I know how to feel,
I don't think for a second to look back, I don't think to frown,
I stand up, and smile, for it is clear what is next,
I smile for it is a moment of clarity.

Falling Below

She falls below the standards people set. She doesn't understand why people can't accept one's inner self. She wishes they weren't so judgmental. She wishes they weren't so rude. She tries to rise above the social standards that people create, But she finds herself sinking lower than before. She doesn't mold herself into something she is not. But she hates when people discard her for being the person she is. She wants people to except others for the person they are, not attacking their permanent mold. She doesn't understand, she doesn't know how to change, into a mold that she's not. She doesn't want to change her shape, nor will she ever.

She stands for who she is. Isn't that all that matters?

Sound Waves

Let the waves flow, flow through my ears.
Let the sound play, play through my head.
Let the words speak, speak for my unspoken words.
Let the music run, run out my unheard screams.

I live through music, or does music live in me?
I let it speak for me, I let things out through it.
It gives me feelings, it brings back feelings.

The waves of music flow deeper than just ears.
They ride on the rims of my beating heart,
They soar through the tunnels of my veins.

It's unexplainable, uncontrollable.
But the music is so much more than what we hear.