Whispers

Can you hear the whispers too?

Whispers.

I hear your voice

But wheres it coming from?

Its so quiet.

I feel your breathe and turn to yell

But when my mouth opens

Not a sound comes out.

 

Whispers.

Keep filling my head.

I drop to the ground

Clawing at my skull

Screaming silently for it all to stop.

 

Whispers.

Their everywhere now.

I think their laughing too.

As I sit there in pain.

A tear drips to the floor

And I think Im starting to bleed.

 

Silent screams.

My throat is raw.

My heart is beat.

I look at my hands just to see what Ive done.

Blood drips to the floor

And ripples in with the tears.

 

Silent screams.

Erupt from my mouth.

Why can't you hear me?

Why don't you care?

 

Silent screams,

Stop being made.

I look around only a bit.

Everything is so white.

Its so plain.

It makes me scowl.

 

Whispers.

Their all I can hear.

Laughs burst from my lungs.

I don't know quite why.

Nobody can hear me scream,

So why should I try?

A door clicks and my head whips around.

 

Whispers.

Their all I can hear.

A man begins to walk to me.

He always talks so quietly,

But knows not to get too close.

For if he does,

I might just stain that pure white coat.

Author's Note

Heh. Just a little blurb I started writing and kept going with.

Reviews

[TheRavenQueer]

Very dark and twisted... Exactly my kind of poetry. Well done. :)

[TJ]

Schizo! You got into the disturbed mindset well...maybe a little too well. I'd there something you guys aren't telling us?

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Interesting write. Visual, with a story ending. I like the font changes; they add depth.