We live in different worlds
One at night
And one in the light
In the night, we watch the back of our eyes
And dream of sweet things
But there's still demons
The shadows of the room shake
Slither with unheard words
Ugly
Fat
Coward
The shadows' face is a blur
But as it creeps closer
I slowly recognize the face
Of my own mother
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silent screams
Puisithe screams of the soul from someone who has suffered loss, pain, and heartbreak. everything we all want to say but never can. for all my wordsmiths, this one is for you. #1 in rhyme #5 in poetry #1 in poetry collection #2 poeticjustice
