9:00 AM The phone buzzes and heads turn
“Congratulations! One day down keep going!”
Whispers began to fill the room as you silence your phone
Looking to the right you see your pencil sharpener
“It will cut out the whispers and voices”
It’s back even after fighting it off
The others don’t understand you like it does.
Soon you will be healed
All beautiful angels have the mark
We will finally see you and show you its okay now
Your safe with us my dear
We can help you heal forever, not temporarily… ;
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Author:
Juniper (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem was written while i was in a rough place in my mind and i need a chance to be free for a minute. If you can relate to this poem or find it too close to home, i promise you'll get better we're all here for you.
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Comments1
a disturbingly haunting poem
a generously empathetic author's comment
a memorable reading experience
thanks for sharing, dear poet
stay strong!
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