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Don't fall for the whispers of the false shepherd.

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Your breath tastes sorrowful,
For I can hear your whispers,

Feeding further…

I shan’t wait for your ascension, 
For our souls will await deflection.

Why do you see 'life' as your enemy?
And dead as your friend?
For I fail to merge with your broken mind, 
But I can see that it is time for your amend.

 

You are still ‘running on fumes’, 
So let my voice become your bridge, 
And let me become the salt in your wounds,
So I can clean you from the inside.

 

Why are you still wearing those lies like cloth?
Don't you want to see the live behind those lies...?
Revert your mind to a blank space,
So you can pause the whisper’s retrace,
For I know that your silent wish is to have no fear!

Author's Note

I have a friend who has fallen victim to his inner self. He was pained by the voices inside his head, driving him to suicide but he did not meet the face of dead. For it was not time for his ascension. I was stricken with fear, for I could not hear the sadness in his voice but only after the incident. The wall that he had build around him all these years have finally crumbled. My voice reached the depths of his heart and the whispering remnants are gone.

I haven't posted in a long time, for I was busy with school but I will release some more poems this month, including some lore of my book and I do not own this image:

Reviews

[PoeticChico]

Mitchell, you are an incredible writer, but you already know that. This particular poem touches my soul and although not intended, it feels me with sorrow. I can feel the clear frustration hidden between the lines. Sometimes we want to make things "better" for those close to us and when something tragic like this happens, we get that helpless horrendous feeling. I am sorry for what happened, truly i am. what you wrote here is clearly coming from a place of sincerity. Thanks for sharing and keep on writing.

[Nightfeather]

Thank you my friend. Your words mean much to me. I am glad that the emotions beneath my words have touched your soul and filled you with different kind of emotions, for I the weight on my heart and body was heavy when writing this poem but you don't have to feel sorry. Let us be happy, for my friend his soul is still chained to Earth so his future is still existent.

Sorry for the late reply. I was very busy with school, I am in my exam years. I will read a lot of read request in the christmas vacation but if you want you can send me a message with a poem of your own choice and I will review it :)

[Scarlet Storm]

I am so sorry for your loss. This poem was incredible! I hope you make many more like it.

[Jake Kokoris]

Excellent fluency, resounding diction, and most of all, important message.

[Paul Hunter]

I feel like this really put a voice to the intangible experience I've had when dealing with certain people in my life. This is an extraordinary work. I was caught off guard.

[Tomoe Tellez]

Whoa! Even your authors note sounds intense or maybe I just really like your writing. I wish you and your friend good luck to go through this.

[Senu Jayasinghe]

Oh my god . This is an incredible poem. The way you put all those feelings, insecurities and caring for your friend into words ... I felt them deep in my heart. Don't stop writing.

[Nightfeather]

Thank you for your kind words and I am glad that you enjoyed it. I will write until the end of time :)

[TM]

I'm sorry about your friend :( this poem is beautiful

[Nightfeather]

Thank you and you don't have to feel sorry, for his soul and body are still able to wander in this world of us :)

[TM]

Great way to put it :) thank you

[Nightfeather]

No problem :)

[Urja Gokani]

wow
fab
beautiful
creepy

[Nightfeather]

Thank you for your kind words :)

[Urja Gokani]

welcome :)

[Emily]

Very nice poem!
Keep on writing!!

[Nightfeather]

Thank you for your kind words :)

[Philip Muls]

Very genuine concern for your friend, you reach out and offer to be the bridge. You want him to appreciate life.

Well done.

[Nightfeather]

Thank you and that's the message of my poem. To appereciate life :)