Ghost town of my screams

 
My screams are loose
And I've been chasing them
Through an abandoned ghost town
Which has no name

They reverberate pain
Bouncing madly from here to there
A shadow among the fading ghosts
Blending in among the rot

Nothing else lives here
Nothing that can be called living
Only phantom gunshots and jagged
Bullet ridden remnants of splintered wood

I must stop searching
This is the perfect place for
Unwanted screams to claim sanctuary
Among the boneyard of rubble and ruin

I chose to set them free
So my soul can be still once more
But they will come back to me one day
And when they do, I'll run far, far away