“Silent Screams” was written mid 2025. The poem is part of an ongoing collection with the working title, “Stupid Love.” This one clearly highlights my mental process of dealing with the anger phase of grief. I chose to keep to myself during that time and not let this attitude consume me or others. I did give it room to speak though, on the page. Sorry about the cussing.

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH….

Screams so loud in my head,

All the things that need to be said.

Quietly sitting, Waiting

For this transition to close. Wanting

So badly for you to just Goooooo….

But no…

I lose, all that I grew.

Who knew…

Just you!

Your plan all along, to use

Me until I saw through.

It’s my fault, to not see the rouse.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH,

FUCK YOU!

Oh, I mean “ah-choo.”

It’s allergy season.

That must be the reason.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH,

FUCK YOU!

FUCK YOU!

FUCK YOU!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH,

FUCK YOU!

Oh, I mean “ah-choo.”