Whispers

Whispers of hate, symptoms insane
shatter and splinter into my brain
They're speaking again
these thoughts inside
I'm streaking my pen
to bring'em outside
They are fighting the creator
and I'm stuck as the mediator
I'm thinking good thoughts
to bring peace
I'm sinking like rocks
chained without keys
Now that I'm away from the shy
feels like the devil spits in my eye
I don't want to judge
anyone
My rock will not budge
for evil I'll shun
The whispers still enter my ears,
but I'll stand up to all of my fears