Poetry {35} ~ SILENT SCREAMS MUFFLED BY THE WORLD’S NEXT DOPAMINE HIT

Silent screams muffled by the world’s next dopamine hit

Etched in these veins

A whole lifetime of concealed pains

The crushing weight that creates

I seek through words myself into formulates

Creation

Better the sculptor than sculpture?

Spiritual blip of a life, yet to survive, what we endure

Remember the times, wrapped were pure?

Sometimes there is nothing more a person wants

Than for you to lay your head on their chest

Listening to the tears from the strangled heart

Maybe then you’d hear everything they never said.

~DiosRaw, 18/04/21

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