Sofia Avelino

“𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕚𝕝, 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕔 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕤” - 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕖

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The boy next door

He sits in his room

In search of the truth,

In an effort to find

Anything that could sooth

His pain which he feels

Burning through his skull.

Too weak to kill the living,

But strong to tear the soul.

He sits in his silence,

The boy next door,

Screaming out his mind,

Waking door to door

And in his stillness I find

A serenity such,

My whole being twists

From its core at the touch

Of this pain that I’ve known

So long and long before.

May no man who ever lives

Become the boy next door.

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Shadow of you

Dark, faded

It walks in the room.

Silent. Faceless.

A shadow of you.

To love and to fear

Cannot be true

If the shadow of you

Is still a shadow too.

But true or not true,

Will it say who?

Those who can’t see

All that we do.

Time and again

I sit in my room,

Stare off at the moon

Waiting for who

Will let it be true.

Light in darkness,

It rises anew

But only we do

When the shadow of you

Is no longer a shadow too.