Symphony of Screams

Oh sweet darling, what's he said this time?

Oh the words start pouring, disrupting skies

Meeting devils in the nights outside your window

It's the symphony of screams

Cigarettes and cologne, coffee on the breath

Hand inside hers, tantalizing guess 

It's only something when nobody is looking

it's her symphony of screams

It's release, it's the fire

it's her one true desire

it's the hope, it's the key

it's her one chance to be free

it's the escape, it's the cage

it's a silence, just a thing

symphony of screams

He's got his head in his hands, he don't know what to do

his darling's up to something, his guess can't be true

she promised not to run away with a razor

but she got her way of dealing with things

Man he ain't been same, since he found out this way

she just keeps crumbling, don't know what to say.

And he still loves her, but patience is thin

she's at home, crying, what's gonna do when

It's release, it's the fire

it's her one true desire

it's the hope, it's the key

it's her one chance to be free

it's the escape, it's the cage

it's a silence, just a thing

symphony of screams

Oh darling, 

oh Christ, 

oh darling,

how nice

he can't speak

his knees are weak

all the times he told to stop

now his baby's in a casket

one word on her wrist

'sorry'

so sorry

that baby you end up finding out this way

It's release, it's the fire

it's her one true desire

it's the hope, it's the key

it's her one chance to be free

it's the escape, it's the cage

it's a silence, just a thing

symphony of screams

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the story. I like the flow of the description. You brought the reader into mystery and fear. I like the edginess of the tale. Keeping my attention to the last word. No weakness in the poem. I wanted to read more. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote