Even you
You, with your excellent vision.
You, with your cunning, quick brain.
They are invisible to you.
But to me, they are as real as anything
Breathing, living, talking,
They jostle for attention,
They yell. They argue. They distract.
Fights are regular,
Disagreements common.
And yet,
They keep me on my feet
Always thinking, challenging, creating,
They force me to see something new
I must listen to them
Hear their stories
And truly set them free
Who are they?
They are the ones that no-one else can see.
They are the ones,
That live inside my head.
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Beneath The Twilight Sky
PuisiThe debut poetry collection from Ajay Hayward. A writer seeking understand the deeper meaning of humanity, and capture wild dreams and adventures in words. Life is a beautiful, haunting and confusing thing. These poems unravel the mysteries of life...
