Whisper

 

Can't stop
  From being affected
   These voices
   Inside,
Have dissected,
My every last
  Flaw
And keep making me crawl
  Through my past-present fold
These games are growing so old

I just want to forget,
    My shame,
          sins,
          My regret.

How can time heal
  When I've forgotten to feel?

 These whispers in the darkness,
  Casting shadows, pulling strings
Left me here,
  With empty prayers
       and broken wings.
 
On this path that leads to nowhere,
 I stumble,
    Falter,
       Fall
And the voices keep on laughing
 Hollowed eyes that keep on casting
    My disgrace here everlasting
  To a god that hears no call.

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