Whisper, whisper,
in the night.
Whispering secrets,
filled with fright.
Talking, asking,
they want to know.
Their words are colder
than the falling snow.
Pressing, begging,
I feel like prey.
They won't leave me alone,
they won't go away!
Screaming, yelling,
I cover my ears.
The voices are still there,
they have been for years.
Pushing, breaking,
they drag me away.
They say they won't hurt me
if I do what they say.
Hissing, spitting,
they demand my control.
Because I deny them,
they claw at my soul.
Fading, flying,
my blood pooling around me.
I feel my will break,
as the monsters surround me.
Whisper, whisper,
I feel nothing inside.
Broken is the body
where I used to reside.
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Nightmares
PoetryThese are definitely creepy, and maybe a little psychotic. **WARNING** INAPPROPRIATE THEMES INCLUDING: SELF-HARM, SUICIDE, MURDER, GROSS IMAGES, REFERENCES TO DRUGS, ALCOHOL, AND SEX.