Silence
We feel uncomfortable when we are alone,
not because you watched "Boogeyman"
last night, or a stalker is on the prawl. Not
because you are in a quiet room
or closed space....
It's because there's something in being alone,
seeing your own reflection of who you are
when no one is watching. It is quiet an
unsettling, devastating feeling.... An interview
with your own true self.
The mirror that shows who we are only appears
when we are in silence....
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2016
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