They scream for fun on Halloween night,
I screamed because I feared for my life.
They dress as monsters, covered in red,
I learned what real monsters look like instead.
They laugh at the things that make me freeze,
They go home safe, I beg for peace.
They take off masks when the night is through,
I wish the monsters I knew had one too.
They call it horror, they call it a scare,
They don't know what it's like to be trapped there.
And every October, the date comes around,
And I relive a night that still holds me down.
The world celebrates, the streets shine bright,
While I remember the worst of my life that night.
They get to pretend that they're living in fear,
I know what it's like when the danger is near.
They scream for a second, then laugh it away,
I screamed for my life, and I still feel that day.
They paint on their bruises, then wash them away,
And leave all their nightmares behind with the day.
I wish I could wash off the things that I know,
And leave all the memories with nowhere to go.
They dress up as devils, as demons, as death,
While I still remember each stolen breath.
They think being frightened is part of a game,
They'll never know fear that still carries a name.
The shops fill with pumpkins, the streets fill with screams,
While October brings back what haunts all my dreams.
They count down the days till the fun can begin,
I count down the hours till this date wears thin.
And nobody notices, nobody knows,
How a date on the calendar reopens old wounds.
They see someone quiet and think I'm okay,
They don't see the price that I pay for this day.

I hate that a night they call innocent fun,
Is the night I wish I could somehow outrun.
I hate that their nightmares have endings and doors,
While mine left me questioning what safety was for.
And don't call me brave for surviving that night,
I never asked for that particular fight.
Don't turn me to strength just because I got through,
I'm still just a person who never asked to.
Because surviving's not magic, it doesn't erase,
The pain that can follow you right into a safe place.
And healing's not simple, not steady, not clean,
It's fighting a battle that nobody's seen.
So when streets come alive on October's last night,
Don't tell me it's harmless, don't tell me it's fright.
You can call it a holiday, a costume, a game,
But you don't get to tell me it feels just the same.
For you, it's one night, then November comes through,
For you, it's a memory of costumes and things people do.
But I can't dress up what that night did to me,
Or pretend that the past is what I want it to be.
And maybe one day, this date won't feel so cruel,
Maybe I'll look back and feel something new.
But for now, let me hate it; don't ask me to smile,
I've been fighting these feelings for more than a while.
Because Halloween ends when the clock strikes twelve,
But the memories linger; they don't free themselves.
You can take off a costume, turn out every light,
But you can't just erase what you felt that night.
You get one night a year to pretend you're afraid,
I live with the memories that night has engraved.
You scream for the thrill, then go back to what's right,
I screamed for my life on Halloween night.

Rain hides my lonely face
As silent tears fall in place
Dreams have crumbled into dust
Broken hopes betrayed my trust

Shadows whisper in the night
Echoes hunt me out of sight
Alone I walk, no hand to hold
The air feels heavy, dark and cold
The moon above refuse to shine
The stars forget they were once mine

In this freezing hot world
I try to speak but lose my sound
While the world keeps turning around
I reach the for light that fades away
And nights consume the fragile day

The flowers withered where we stood,
Nothing remained of what we could.
The laughter faded into tears,
And happiness disappeared with the years.
I called your name into the rain,
Hoping somehow you'd return again.
But silence answered every plea,
A painful truth I couldn't see.
Now time moves on, but memories stay,
Like fading dreams that won't go away.
And though the world forgets our story,
I'll remember what was once our glory.

The flowers withered where we stood,
Nothing remained of what we could.
The laughter faded into tears,
And happiness disappeared with the years.
I called your name into the rain,
Hoping somehow you'd return again.
But silence answered every plea,
A painful truth I couldn't see.
Now time moves on, but memories stay,
Like fading dreams that won't go away.
And though the world forgets our story,
I'll remember what was once our glory.
© 7 hours ago, Watipaso