Silent Screa(me)

In the depths of a dream where shadows creep,
I find myself running, but the ground feels steep.
With every desperate stride, I’m bound in place,
A silent scream echoes, lost in empty space.

The world spins around me, yet I stand still,
Invisible whispers, a void I can’t fill.
I reach out for solace, but hands slip away,
In a crowd full of faces, I’m alone in the fray.

A phantom of presence, unseen by the light,
Each heartbeat a question, each breath a quiet fight.
Yet in this still struggle, I search for a sign,
That even in shadows, my spirit will shine.