In the shadows
Light stands on the edges
Cowering from this sad center
Or maybe grief pushes it back.
Tiny slivers seep in momentarily
Only to be snuffed out by tears.
The screams of my own voice
Reverberate silently inside my head.
Everyone outside
Continues on
Oblivious to the torment
The dying part of me
The ripping of my heart
Piece by piece.