The tender whispers inside someone’s head.

Little voices, nothing more

not at all hard to ignore

But they grew louder over the years

now I sit in silent tears

I couldn’t ignore, they wouldn’t stop

rising to my mind’s top

I cried for help while I still could

I needed help, but no one would

Those tender whispers now reign supreme

my sanity I can’t redeem

I hoped that if I listened to what they said

soon the voices would be dead

But now I sit in this blood pool

thinking myself to be a fool

The voices laugh at my misery

refusing to let me free

They cry out in ecstasy

for they have full control over me

I killed my family for them

each drop of blood a precious gem

My mind is gone it is no more

the sanity walked right out the door

Little remains within my mind

tender whispers is all you will find

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  • CrystalFlute on Nov 4, 2009

    Great Poem! I loved it!

  • alc on Nov 4, 2009

    Thanks for sharing another excellent form of expression!

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