Infuriated screams explode all around me,
Detonating one after another like a field of bombs
Broken sobs fill in the stagnant air like miasma,
Their wavering notes reaching a twisted crescendo
Cruel insults tossed back and forth between lovers,
As if they’re merely the makings of a childish game
A devilish dance that carries on without a care,
Played continuously like a record on repeat
A dream that takes root within a fragile mind,
A haunting nightmare I can never fully wake from
© 17 January 2020, by Haley Scully
Introverted Creativity 
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