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POEM STARTER
Inspired by Hollow Oaks
Can You Hear Me?
Write a poem that could have this as the title.
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I see the cemetery out my window.
The window frosts up and the mist creeps between the graves.
I feel faded, foggy. Damp.
My hand cuts through objects, my mind shifts through images of last night.
Stop. Please stop.
Can you hear me?
Is it in my head?
My ears ring, the soulless sound.
I feel the way I move in and out.
My vision elongates and statics.
Stretching and warping.
It creeps up ...
I open my mouth to scream,
But only a small noise escapes my lips.
It’s like my lungs are being
Filled with water
And all I can do is gasp for air.
I try to cry out for help
But nobody comes…
Can you hear me?
Can you hear the absolute terror in my voice?
I need help,
I’m drowning in this house
And need out…
Some one please help me
Before my voice goes silent,
Before I loose this fight....
Can you hear me?
We hear that phrase so many times in our lives
It’s a phrase that we both love and despise
It’s amazing really
What that phrase can do
It can make others be silent
Force them to listen to you
It gives you a power unlike any other
To make others listen and see them cower
But on the flip side
We cower in fear
You silence our voices
As the end draws near
How will I survi...
listen close
I am here
I don’t make a sound
but I am here
can you hear?
look closely
can you see?
I go unnoticed
slip through the cracks
still
I am here
do you hear?
do you see?
listen closer
carefully now
I’m silent but
I am here
I always have been
look closer
that’s it
I’m invisible but
I am here
and I’m not going anywhere
I am here
I’ve been here
can you hear me now?
can you see me now?
do ...
hello?
can you hear me?
i’m right here…
can’t you see me?
no…
not you too…
am i still invisible?
trapped so deep within myself,
that no one will ever see me.
the forest is dark here.
and alone i wander.
my feet get stuck in the cold marsh of memories
as i drag my way through.
there’s a fog,
it rolls around obscuring every truth in this path.
warping beautiful things,
and making the...
As I embark on this journey today,
I need to set my eyes on You, my lifeline.
The world’s beginning to crumble like clay
As I embark on this journey today.
The plot’s upon us and time slips away;
Beware that soon there will be no more “next time.”
As I embark on this journey today,
I need to set my eyes on You, my lifeline....
I stay screaming at you
For help
For love
For anything
For the littlest bit of attention
Smoke….
Smoke….
I tell you to smoke to let me out
To let it all out
To understand me better because you think I’m the problem
But you are the one hanging yourself screaming for help from others
That will never help
Or listen
Or care
They can try to help but nothing will work unless you work on it...
I wonder if you are really listening,
Can you even hear me?
I’m drowning alone,
And you don’t seem to see.
I scream
Into the void
But you don’t seem
To hear a word.
You’ll never believe me,
You’ll say it’s all in my head,
That I made a bad choice,
So why am I not dead?
Or am I?
Not quite dead,
Not quite alive.
You still can’t see it from my side.
You don’t hear a word I say,
You don’t really e...
A dancing string of words
Speaking and thinking
And singing and screaming
Unintelligible words
Words that fly
Above the high
You get from continuously
Hating yourself
But still past your ears
Into a void
A solemn empty space
A blank masked face
Eyes hidden under curtains of shadow
You don’t look up so you don’t know
The true sentence intentions
Behind the inventions
You broke yourself into pie...
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