I hear the voices of the dead, they whisper, whisper to me
They call to me but only in my head and say 'come be free'
I pass by a graveyard at night, where many friends are buried
The weight of knowing they died because of me, I'll always have carried
But I feel them close and holding my hand,
and whisper to me as I pass by the land
'Pause a moment
As you pass by.
As you are now,
So once were we!
As we are now,
So you shall be!'
And I'm glad.
'Cause I'm tired of living so sad.
And one day when I see them, I'll hug them all tight
Just know then, it'll all be alright
When I'm gone, everything will be right
Because now, my future isn't so bright
And the voices, they say I will die, but not now
I wonder if I could ask them what time and how?
But until then, I'll wait
patiently for my fate
'Til time comes for me, finally
Holding my hand.
And when that time comes,
I'll take my last bow.
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Writing Pieces
AcakA few ideas sparked from prompts or headcanons. Most of these are inside ideas (like inside jokes but probably not funny??) and will either have no specific character in it or ocs. Sorry :wave: And now some things are a little serious and might seem...
