Words Meant For Screaming

This is meant to be screamed,
Just so you know.
Speeding through rain drenched cities at night,
Recklessly straining your throat as you bleed inside.
This isn’t meant to be silent.
This isn’t meant to be easy.
These words should scrape their way out of your chest
And out of your mouth into the saturated sky.

This is about everything.
Every slithering putrid imperfection,
Every destroyed moment, every doomed relationship.
This is about failing.
This is about the stabbing silence shared by two.
This is about when you went to far and terrorized each other.
Scream your mistakes.
Nobody will hear them.

This is about everything.
Every golden emotional orgasm,
Everything you’ve created, every fated romance.
This is about winning.
This is about the ambrosia silence shared by two.
This is about when you calmly stood back and loved the moment.
Scream your victories.
We’ll all hear them.

This is meant to be screamed,
Now you know.
Embracing in the grass on honey tinted days of sun,
Beautifully touching lips as you sweetly bleed from your heart.
This isn’t meant to be silent.
This isn’t meant to hurt.
These words should glide out of your bright insides
And into the world’s ear under the weeping willow sky.

So scream your pain and scream your pleasure.
Curdle them into one ferocious mixture of thoughts.
And in the echoes of your sound, you’ll be calm.
You’ll expunge those worries and announce bliss at once.
And that is the essence of screaming,
Just so you know.