• Whispers

    In the darkness of my mind
    I hear countless whispers
    Of an evil kind
    They talk of the sins
    Of all man kind

    I cover my ears
    Only to hear them
    And their sneers

    I scream to block them out
    But the whispers
    Grow to a shout

    I open my eyes only to see
    Impenetrable darkness
    Enveloping me

    Soon they become shapes
    In my minds eye
    No longer hiding behind capes
    Of this darkness high

    Streams of tears
    Fall to the ground
    All my fears
    No longer bound
    Beyond their ears

    Now they are the only sound
    I may hear
    In this darkness bound