• guttothewordsmith 15w

    Voices in my Head

    I can hear the voices
    That echo my name...
    My heart dryly rejoices
    As I follow the hollow siren
    Deep into the serene night.

    I found my way into the high walls
    I want to hammer my way through
    Through the empty halls
    But I know not, what awaits me.

    I can hear the voices
    That no living soul notices.
    Marking my presence........
    ......Taunting me in sheer pretense
    Yearning to lure me
    Into your trap
    Into your world

    ...I can hear all voices.
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