The whispers only get louder and louder,
It's hard to fight against it, save me, make it stop, make it better.
Save me, please, please.
These emotions need release.
But the whispers only get louder and louder,
Urging me to jump off as the levels go higher and higher.
YOU ARE READING
A Collection of Poems
PoetryI may not be a poet, or a writer, But I invite you to read some of my poems, dear reader. I don't give a guarantee that it'll be the best, But I know that it's worth a try, maybe to help you rest.
