Have you ever seen the shadows on the wall,
The ones that creep down to you as you sleep,
The ones that might make their way,
Into your head.
The shadows that hide under your bed,
They're in your head,
They're in your soul,
They're in your mind,
They're in your home.
Maybe they come with the voices,
Making you anxious and afraid,
Of every little thing.
Have you seen the shadows that hide,
Just below the surface of our souls,
They feed us the lies of old.
They leave us with the trauma of our own. . .
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Silently Behind Mirrors ©
PoetryPain, Lust, Love, Hatred, Fear. Something everyone has in common. In this collection of poems, you will find how I view the world. And you may find a voice of your own. . . We are all hiding Silently Behind Mirrors. Read with safety as this book doe...
