Poetry Tag

Scream

1 Your furious cries
Reached to the sky,
To the gates of heaven
Where the angels listened
And down bellow
Where demons listened too
It screamed for everyone
Even though you didn't want it that way
2 Things go wrong for better or for worse but you wont end up in a hurse
3 My face is red,
my throat on fire.
Not even God,
can allot me this desire.
4
I've known your pain
in some dark oblivion,
and forged forever chains
in my vile veneration;
I cannot hold against the screams
I cannot hold the shining
heaven haunts me in my dreams,
and fiends at dayspring.

Contributors

1. Stargazer on Sunday, September 27, 1998, 15:21:38.
2. girl fromstillh2o oklahoma (tyungu@mailexcite.com) on Sunday, September 27, 1998, 15:40:51.
3. NikkiZen on Tuesday, September 29, 1998, 17:25:46.
4. Leanne Stott (Stefle@msn.com) on Wednesday, September 30, 1998, 12:49:35.

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  • Updated Tuesday, 08-Feb-2000 19:46:07 PST