Haunting whispers echo
from the recess' of my mind
infantile thoughts which
sabotage the conscious
as they seek justification
desperate attempts
to inserts them
into the acknowledged
to give them root
and spring forth life
from nightmares left long ago
Copyright September 2024, Renee Seymour, The Shades Between
If I could see right through you
reach the center of your soul
I wonder what I'd find there
what truths would I be shown
and if I could get inside your head
to dream the things you dream
I wonder if I'd hear my name
or only hear your screams
and if I could somehow read your thoughts
before they had been shared
I wonder what I'd find inside
I wonder who lives there
Copyright: Renee Seymour, The Shades Between, 2024
