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Screaming.

Updated on July 8, 2013
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Some people believe there is a man in the moon. They're wrong, it's not a man, but a woman. Look closely. She's screaming, crying out for help. She's lost, has no where to turn. She looks down to you for help, every night. Why can't I do anything? There's so much terror in her eyes, you can feel it in your soul.

You aren't doing something.

It is your own selfishness that keeps you at bay. It is your own weakness that won't allow you to save her. You don't think you are strong enough to help her, as if there's nothing you can do. Every night you look to the heavens and ask for strength. Strength never comes, and all the while she's dying inside. She cannot fight her own battles. She is so weak. You pretend you don't see the tears. Even, especially, when you create them yourself.

You haven't done anything.

She's fading away now. You watch this scene play out as you watch her every day. She is becoming nothing more than a shell of a human being. Just trying to hide the pain and keep a smile on her face. You are becoming one of the monsters lurking in her shadows. You are one of the monsters lurking in her shadows. What's one more day to you? What's one more tear to you? What is her heart to you? What is her soul to you? What is her entire life to you?

You did nothing.

She faded. You can no longer see the sadness. You can no longer see the shell. There is nothing but the blackness you created. She cried for you, oh, how she cried for you. She screamed for you, but you refused to listened. She died because of you. As you wash the dirt from your hands, you tell everyone you did the best you could, you loved her.

You live with the guilt, you live with the shame. You live with it.

It echoes around you now. You can finally hear the screams, the cries, the horror in her voice. You feel the horror. You feel the pain. You feel all the sadness and hurt that embodied her for so long. You scream for her. You cry for her. You call for her name, begging to make it stop.

She does nothing.

It is her own selfishness that keeps her at bay. It is her own strength that won't allow her to save you. She knows she is strong enough to help you, but there is nothing she will do. Every night she looks down from the heavens and asks why? You never answer, and all the while you're dying inside. You cannot fight her battles. You are so weak. She pretends she doesn't see the tears. Even, especially, when she creates them herself.

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      ahorseback 4 years ago

      Someone IS screaming inside !.....And , that someone found a great place to do that ! Here at hubpages . Welcome , and as the anger subsides into only a passion for writing , some of that anger will go away . Write on my girl ! write on !

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      Renee Collins 4 years ago

      Love it! Beautifully written. Looking forward to reading more of your writing.

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      WriterCooperative 4 years ago

      Yes, keep writing.

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      viveresperando 4 years ago from A Place Where Nothing Is Real

      This was really emotional. Don't fade away okay. Let your voice be heard. By speaking you will be heard and you will find your way. You are not invisible. We can be our own worst enemy at times. I loved this, you toss you torn, who is the aggressor? Who is the victim? In the end I believe they are one and the same. :) I could be wrong of course.

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      Jesse Mugnier 4 years ago from Jersey

      Poetry is not about wrong or right, its about perception. I like yours. Thank you for your kind words. :)

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      viveresperando 4 years ago from A Place Where Nothing Is Real

      :) Perception is everything. Can change the whole world at times. Loved it, visited again.

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      Doc Snow 4 years ago from Atlanta metropolitan area, GA, USA

      Well-structured, well-perceived. Victims, villains--not mutually exclusive categories, as we prefer to pretend. (It would be so much neater, but life is a messy affair.)

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      Insane Mundane 4 years ago from Earth

      Technically, the Moon is slowly drifting away from Earth via scientific measurments, but right now it is lined up perfectly, depending on your current perceptions...

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      Jesse Mugnier 4 years ago from Jersey

      @ahorseback - Thank you for your beauitful words, I will keep writing!

      @Renee Collins - Thank you so much!

      @writercooperative- I won't stop writing, thank you :)

      @viveresperando- Thank you for your visits, and beautiful words.

      @doc snow- good insight, thank you for reading and commenting!

      @insame mundane- not really sure where you are going with that comment, but thank you for commenting! LOL

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      ahorseback 4 years ago

      Jesse ......and yet she comes closer

      at times in shy acceptance

      Only though to slip back away in

      cresent slivers

      Thats why I love that lady so much

      she plays me like the lunar

      angel she is

      One thing I've learned about that lady

      and the night

      No one owns her ....not one man

      can say she's mine

      And yet she plays us all

      like she doe's

      the tides ...........:-}

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      Jesse Mugnier 4 years ago from Jersey

      ahorseback... that is so beautiful it took my breath away. Thank you. :)

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      Muhammad Faisal 4 years ago from Pakistan

      Very beautiful and well written

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      Jesse Mugnier 4 years ago from Jersey

      Thank you faisal87

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