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Unheard, Unspoken

I dreamed I was screaming
but no one was listening †
everything I had to say  
remained unheard †
and even in these morning hours  
with sunlight on my face †
the memory lingers †
glistening on my cheeks †

Beaten down †
by my desires †
my eyes slide past a reflection †
in the vanity that canít be me †
thereís a Devil in the details †
demons hidden in the pale blue  
of my averted gaze †
bright with reverse-revelation †

I dreamed I was screaming †
unheard †
in a room of laughing faces †
amid the strawberry delights †
of celebration †
and I canít speak, I canít voice  
these things that ghost me †
and shackle me to myself †
collective feminine eyes †
looking straight through me †
as if I wasnít there at all †

© Indie Adams 2012
Indie
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
Published | Edited 23rd Sep 2012
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