screams

I sit here in the silence
But all I hear is screaming
Wishing I was anywhere
Anywhere but here.

Passenger accused of driving

Broken twisted metal,
Piercing torso's of flesh
Puncturing my heart.
Passenger accused of driving,
I lay here bleeding, dying.
Looking forward to the destination,
Unaware of your leaving
Me to drip upon the ground
The result of your careless actions.

Broken glass littering,
Slashing skin and veins
Veins oozing out.
Paralyzed and waiting
As you stand there blaming.
Harsh words scratching
Out of a bruised and broken throat.
Credit where credits due
Actions and words mismatching.

hurt

Heart of cold
Self imploded
You have never been there
Like I have for you.
Self absorbed reasons,
Oblivious of the hurt
How could you do this?
Blind to my bleeding.
I march up those lonely steps
A prosecuted victim
Condemned because I feel so much
The twisted knife's so deep.
They say I'm harsh in my hurting,
But can you really blame me?
To hurt is to love
And to love is to hurt
But only half I find.