reflection

Without a Sound

From nightmares they can’t awaken
Their voices have been forsaken
All hope lost to never be found
Trapped souls screaming without a sound

Upon the agony they choke
Lamenting words they never spoke
With ropes of silence they are bound
Trapped souls screaming without a sound

By grief and sorrow entombed alive
Scratching and clawing to survive
Clenched fists in buried coffins pound
Trapped souls screaming without a sound

From nightmares they can’t awaken
Trapped souls screaming without a sound

 

 

 

 

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Reflection

A
Mirror,
Portal to
A dimension
That replicates our
Own familiar landscapes,
But up is down, left is right.
Stands to reason that good is bad,
The virtuous are nefarious,
And random acts of kindness make the news.

 

 

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