Sarah Liz Bowman Poems

You hear it whisper in the hall
Then the pounding on the walls
Always sensing someone's stare
But you know that no one is there
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She’s a demon that’s why I did what I did- you see
She was a demon who fed on misery
She hid in plain sight behind a perfect mask
And yes- at first I too was fooled by her act
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I feel cheated-And
The pitying stares burn
I don’t know how to be an “adult”
I never had to learn
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The night is dark
The wind is cold
The trees are bare
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It's not your fault-
That it's all falling to pieces
It's not your fault-
That there are impossible objectivs in the way
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I saw a shadow in the glass the other day
But when I blinked it had gone away
I wasn't one to jump at shadows on the wall
For all I knew they had gone down the other hall
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You should be kind to strangers
Some- not all- can be quite dangerous
Show courtesy to those who ask a favor
You never know it could be a lifesaver
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The room is small dark and cold
The air is damp and smells of mold
My thoughts as of late have turned a little violent
Although it seems my escape won't be completely self-reliant
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