Screaming beyond the Graveyard

Living people, can you hear me now? I'm screaming beyond the graveyard's bow. Seeking solace in my desperate plea, Lost in echoes of what used to be. Every breath I take, a whispered prayer, Piercing the silence, the heavy air. Yearning for connection, a human touch, Longing for love that used to mean so much. But the living, deafened by noise and haste, Dismiss my screams, leaving my heart spaced. In this crowded world, my voice gets lost, Invisible, forgotten, a soul exhaust. Yet I persist, my screams fill the night, Hoping that one day, they'll bring me to light. For even in death, I crave to be seen, To validate this existence that's been. So, living people, with hearts that beat, Can you hear me, my pain, my entreat? I'm screaming from beyond the graveyard's veil, Longing for solace, my voice to prevail.