Painted in to a picture
Trapped without sound
All they say in morbid fascination is
‘Why does he scream?’ and ponder a while
Before turn away fearing a connection.
Of being drawn in, incarcerated by their nightmares
They leave him to SCREAM on in SILENT eternity
I am not alone in this frozen inferno
Behind our everyday faces
Helplessly we clasped our ears
With abject despair, gauntly we stare
Back out of THE SCREAM
Alas, I hear you
But my voice is mute too
We are but framed emotions
Viewers move on, and be thankful.
But know the artist’s brush waits for you.
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