Can I tell you a secret?
I'm lost, tangled, afraid
by the web of voices inside my head.
Their raspy words are malicious
and I can no longer bare
to keep pretending
they're not there.
So I let them speak
and I let them scrape
at the parts of me
that are pure.
Till they too
are tainted
and blue.
Will you lower your voice.
Look past the thoughts I cannot control.
Touch my heart with your eyes
and listen to the lonely voice
that has been silenced
by the monsters in this world
that is no longer balanced.
YOU ARE READING
Writing in Orion's Belt
PoetryCollection of poetry, short stories, and other creative projects written not in the comfort of my room, but somewhere far in the universe, in search of Orion's belt.
