SCREAM

Round and round,

The voices revolve in my head.

Its nothing new,

words that were once said.

I close my eyes

And death begins

Rising from the ashes of life.

Running away is not an option,

Stabbed in the heart, I sit back,

Making a plan,

Joining the ancient clan.

My phone rings at one twenty,

I was about to jump of the cliff,

But I stop to hear the last message.

I see hope,

Or maybe just poison,

in my regular dope.

I wake up, amidst screams,

Loaded with memories,

Were they just dreams?

I drink coffee,

And read the morning paper

Again….

Sailing in the same drain!!!