Places That We Hide

I know

this flesh

is rotting.

I will lay down

in a quiet place

where my heart

will beat no more.

I will

no longer

see through

these eyes.

I am nothing

at all

but the voice

inside my head.

What I imagine

to be true

is all

there is

and yet...

this mirror,

your voice

tells me a story

I want

to believe.

I listen while

the words

wash over me

seduce me

in deep places,

a lullaby to

the dying...

stay with me.

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[sithlordjp]

"stay with me." I could almost hear that last part like a distant whisper... powerful words in here!