Here in my head.
The voice of doom.Ringing in my ears.
Unheard by others.
The voice of doom.
In my head he rests.
Waiting to cry out.
I beg him to quiet.
I tell him to go.
But this awfull voice.
The darkness falls.
The voice moves.
Not willing to be quiet.
The cry of the night.
Only heard by me.
The voice of doom.
He cries so loud.
I sink into darkness.
Alone but with a voice.
Copyright ©2007 Nyorioko.
Poetry by Nyorioko
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Written on 2007-08-27 at 15:00
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