Taken by whispers

poem by: Megan Lippert
Written on Jan 02, 2016

Day or night, I cannot sleep. 
Quiet and scarred, hearing voices 
calling me back, I shall not weep. 

Shadows lurking, I hear laughing. 
Pointing and starring, the viewers 
grow silent, no one is clapping. 

I cannot speak, my voice is quiet.
Cold and lifeless, silence covers
the room like a harsh still night.

I stand short, but I must fall.
Strong and sturdy, I must breach
the wall and I too shall stand tall.

Tags: anger, inspirational, hope, dark,

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Christopher Russon commented:

Well written poem with depth.

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