Shrinking Scream
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Normalcy was the chaos.
Each day passing with the hopes for happiness and cheer at dawn
And the cries and disappointed faces at dusk.
Person infront of person speak of nothing or speaking of everything in vain
For there could be nothing said without pain and violence.
Watching the bearers of my very life moving about and around one another
I know there is no hope for the bond and connection that should be there.
Preoccupied with the problems of themselves I am invisible.
Pondering the reflection in the mirror
For I see back at me and shocked there is someone there.
Attention is not granted by the words spoken or actions taken.
So what if I disappear.
As days pass and I dwindle, there is responce.
The simple recognition and confromation of even the slightest bit of care means the world.
Although the responce is concernment
It is to me, something to hold onto.
My cries have been heard.
Wishing for the recovery of two issues now
One for the revival of several bonds that were long ago broken
And another for my body and soul of which were sacrificed
I am once again hopeful for happiness and cheer at dawn.