An Angry Face

An angry face,

In an angry place.

The time stands still,

There is no one near.

The dog is barking,

The birds are singing,

And the wind is howling;

So the screams are soft whispers lost in the midst of it all.

A dreaming mind,

Lost in the presence,

There is no state like this.

Her thoughts and conscious,

Knows it is in the wrong,

But there’s no way to do what’s right.

The only place left,

The safest one yet,

Is lost in the future,

And closed behind the shadows,

Of a daunting past,

That should not be mentioned,

In the creativity of a brand new life.

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