A silent moment
is so much more than
dolls starring at you with their lifeless eyes.
It's an absence
of faked happiness-
Your disguise.
How the loss of small things makes you
cave.
Drowning in Anger and self-hate.
In this very moment
take a breath.
Just before screams reach your ears,
'cause there ain't no love, it's cold in here.
© in 2013
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