Talking to myself,
the last retreat of the crazy.
Drowning out the sound,
the voice of my heart breaking.
The aching,
I can’t explain
where life has led me,
why everything
is so far away.
My mouth can only speak to myself.
I scream
in silence.
(c) 2008.
swabby429
January 22, 2012 at 9:37 pm
Face it full on. Then breathe deeply. Then smile at your courage. Then let go of your attachment. Be your own best friend. Spread the love. Peace.
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 22, 2012 at 9:50 pm
I’d love to be my own best friend. I’m not convinced it would ever, happen though. Thanks for reading, swabby.
raburcke
January 22, 2012 at 9:40 pm
Why in silence? Shout it out!
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 22, 2012 at 9:50 pm
Heh. Sometimes… it’s the only way I can shout. I lost my voice, for a while.
charlesmashburn
January 22, 2012 at 10:01 pm
A good and passionate write. I like it!
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/01/22/night-rules/
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 22, 2012 at 10:04 pm
Thank you Charles!
judithatwood
January 22, 2012 at 10:11 pm
Now that you like your life, even a little, I’d bet you have some perspective about this beautiful poem. Even our despair inspires beauty.
bloohmoon
January 22, 2012 at 10:51 pm
In silence is betta so you don’t scare the hell outta everyone. I try not to scream or cry. The crying they can’t hear, nor the silent screaming. Nobody knows but me. Easier that way.
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 23, 2012 at 2:53 am
It’s easier in the short term, but after a while… things build up. And when they blow up, they destroy a lot.
zongrik
January 22, 2012 at 10:54 pm
sometimes we have to scream in silence
primed to dance
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 23, 2012 at 2:37 am
We do.
reallymustiwtf
January 22, 2012 at 11:12 pm
Have you ever read The Four Agreements- Don Miguel.Ruiz., it’s based on Toltec wisdom
If everyone lived by this book (it’s not that big) vice some of the other books the world would be a much better place. Him and Eckhart tolle are good reads when the mind needs some quieting.
here’s a link to description and they list the 4 agreements below but the book is worth the read.
http://www.businessballs.com/thefouragreementsdonmiguelruiz.htm
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 23, 2012 at 2:36 am
I haven’t read it, no. I’ll check the link out in a minute, cheers!
reallymustiwtf
January 22, 2012 at 11:13 pm
When you feel like you need to talk there is nothing wrong with walls. Besides they don’t talk back.
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 23, 2012 at 2:36 am
I always feel uncomfortable talking to walls. I always thought it was going to the point I finally cracked.
Timoteo
January 22, 2012 at 11:36 pm
It seems there are many more people talking to themselves now– in supermarket aisles and everywhere…you think they might be disturbed, until you see the Bluetooth thing in their ear.
(Doesn’t mean they’re not disturbed, though.)
So don’t feel out of place,,,no one will notice!
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 23, 2012 at 2:34 am
Oh, Bluetooth always confuses me; I never know if someone’s talking on the phone or to themselves. I often see people walking down the street singing to themselves as well. I live in an odd town.
booguloo
January 23, 2012 at 12:04 am
Maybe you need to hear what you have to say this time.
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 23, 2012 at 2:32 am
Maybe, Booguloo. I’m certainly working on it.
Taylor
January 23, 2012 at 12:05 am
sad, powerful expressions.
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 23, 2012 at 2:31 am
Cheers for reading, Taylor.
everydayclimb
January 23, 2012 at 4:06 am
I agree with raburcle. Shout it out, bay bay!
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 23, 2012 at 4:44 am
*wink*
iamnotshe
January 23, 2012 at 12:53 pm
Lots of people want to hear what you have to say. Screaming wanted
Elyas Mulu Kiros
January 23, 2012 at 3:54 pm
Short and powerful piece! Love it!!
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 23, 2012 at 7:28 pm
Thanks, Elyas!
Trisha
January 23, 2012 at 5:28 pm
This piece describes how I feel sometimes. It’s weird how pain and brain fog can make everyone else seem so far away.
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 23, 2012 at 7:29 pm
*hug* Thanks for reading, Trisha. It really does make you feel like you’re behind a wall sometimes.
~L
January 23, 2012 at 5:55 pm
your words are profound!!!! I wrote about something like this… yet you seemed to say it all with half the words! I must admit I wish I could do that…. I think I ramble to long! I really like this…
Your blog feels like home to me… a place where I can read and read… and not feel so alone…
(here is the post I wrote some time ago … http://untitledmoments.com/2011/05/07/silenced-screams/)
~L
Jenzy
January 24, 2012 at 5:01 am
Hugs to you girl x
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 24, 2012 at 11:05 am
*hugs* right back x
mairmusic
January 25, 2012 at 12:35 am
i like the partial rhymes in this at the start– holds it together.
halfwaybetweenthegutter
January 25, 2012 at 8:50 am
Thank you, mairmusic. Your comments are always much appreciated.
Becky
January 25, 2012 at 5:00 pm
Oh wow! This is so sad and scary and lonely and full of want.
Love it, truly.
LoLa
January 26, 2012 at 4:41 am
so sad…
Kellie Elmore
January 26, 2012 at 8:02 pm
man oh man have I been there before! Screaming in silence, smiling outwardly, faking happiness when inside I am near dying! NICELY done!!!! bravo!!!
my latest
http://magicinthebackyard.wordpress.com/2012/01/25/gladys-cherry-survivor/
Emilino Emloile
January 29, 2012 at 8:39 am
Love it…
Scary enough without the picture, though— O_O
Don’t let it beat you. Don’t let it beat you.