Inside voices

She runs to the woods,

To her cottage of peace.

Where she is alone, and

All conversations cease.

She passes the lake

That babbles too much,

The trees join in, and

Chime in as such.

The birds start screaming,

Why don't they stop?

Shoot them down

And make them drop.

She reaches the door, 

Opens it, hurry.

And realizes it then.

Her eyes go blurry.

For as silent as it can be

In her cottage of peace,

The voices in her head

Will never, never cease.