A Childs Nightmare

behind our eyes
darkness lurks
the dreams of children
trapped between
a blink in time.

while silent screams
go unheard
for what is dreamt
and what is not


About Cassiopeia Rises

I am an artist and a poet writing and living in NYC.
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2 Responses to A Childs Nightmare

  1. Short and great! It’s strange to compare the world you knew as a kid and the world you know as an adult.

  2. Cassiopeia Rises says:

    Yes my friend, strange. I often wonder what sleeps in our child’s mind that does not show it self as we grow. I am glad that you liked it.


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