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Posted: 28 February 2017 | Journal Home

My body stands on earth,
my soul in hell.
I hear the screams it makes,
burying my body.
Those screams can't block them.
Those screams just hang in me.

The shivering never stops,
cold holding me tight.
I want my soul back,
to arise above, not below.
Those screams heard alone.
Those screams demonic hate.

A body shakes from the sounds,
fighting it away.
I keep asking for it to stay,
not at all knowing why.
Those screams echo when gone.
Those screams to kill me.