POETRY
Posted: Sat Sep 21, 2013 3:24 am
He Screams, by Charles Carreon
For the moment,
He screams at the top of his lungs
Just to stay awake,
Just to keep breathing,
To stay alive.
If the pain were to stop now,
He would fall asleep,
He would die.
His dreams are frightening,
Self-mutilation,
Murder, suicide, drowning.
His waking life is crowded
With the needy approaching
from every side.
He's not asking for a medal,
or recognition.
He's just screaming
To stay alive.
For the moment,
He screams at the top of his lungs
Just to stay awake,
Just to keep breathing,
To stay alive.
If the pain were to stop now,
He would fall asleep,
He would die.
His dreams are frightening,
Self-mutilation,
Murder, suicide, drowning.
His waking life is crowded
With the needy approaching
from every side.
He's not asking for a medal,
or recognition.
He's just screaming
To stay alive.