Screaming in Silence

It feels like you’re screaming in silence

Drowning in air

Like you are sinking in slow motion

But you’re not really there

You have no voice

Except the ones in your head

You wish for silence

But once granted

You wish for noise instead

You’ve forgotten how to feel

Except you know you feel empty

Your feelings trickling out

Through the whole in your belly

The tears on your face tell you you’re sad

Yet three little letters can’t epitomise the bad.

You sigh as you realise there’s no words in this world

That communicate the meaning you’re trying to tell

So you settle with depression

And prepare,

For the judging and assumptions

Of those who have not learnt

Than not all words have one meaning,

and not all meanings have words.

A world without buildings

Imagine a world without buildings

A world where the grass is always green

A world where we don’t have to hide

Don’t feel the need to die

A world that isn’t about death

But life.

Imagine a world without buildings

A world without institutions

Without power

A world that isn’t about war

But peace.

A parallel universe we will never reach

Because extinction looms, doomed

to drown in our man-made creation

of buildings.  

By Liv.

(I wrote this sat in a cafe, sat in a seat by a floor to ceiling window staring out at the bright sunny day, with clear blue skies. Despite the pleasantness of the day, all I could think about was what a shame it was I couldn’t see the beauty of the world itself, because my view was so blocked by huge, grey, ugly buildings. So, my inspiration for humanities penchant of ruining the natural world inspired this poem)

Polluted planet, polluted mind

POLLUTED PLANET; POLLUTED MIND

When our planet is dying
When our people are getting fatter
When suicide is a leading factor
Of death in first world countries

Do you think maybe there’s a link?
And maybe that’s our connection with the environment?

But if nature is our miracle cure,
Stop throwing rubbish on your mother’s floor.

Olivia.

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Twists and Turns

The twists and turns that catch you off guard,

 throw you off kilter and drain you of energy.  

The happiness that is elation that gets you so high

you walk the clouds of your dreams,

above the obstacles of life,

but when the depression comes on the next bend you fall from your high perch,

through the floor and down 6 foot more,

until the numbness takes over and you can’t feel anything anymore,

at least until the next turn in that long road and then elation returns,

and you forget there was anything wrong at all

-Mental illness