Please calm these raging
thoughts from hell.
Relieve my poor mind
of all that they tell.
They haunt my dreams,
these whispers inside.
With little to no mercy,
there's no where to hide.
It's this regret I hold,
this continuous sorrow.
I can only pray
that it's gone tomorrow.
You can't imagine
all the pain
it throws on me,
to drive me insane.
I just suck it up
and pretend it's a phase.
Though this nightmare I'm sure
is here to stay. |
Submission Name: Whispers
