Window in the mind
sees the world
from a thin and fragile shelter
where heart seals away
its darkest truths.
Fearing they will be so transparent,
exposed like a rock shattering glass.
Unable to stop the chills
riding up the spine,
hearing footsteps
of those holding stones,
can’t kill their sound
because they only exist
in the head.


maralisa



Wow. This is great! You really did great on this one! One can feel every bit of it! Great job! Love it.
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