whisper
whisper
but i don't see anyone
whisper
"there she is"
whispers
is she me?
whisper
"that girl
yes
she's a
delicate flower
hanging on the wall
pressed"
i
am a flower
i've heard
all girls
are
i'm
on the wall
a shadowy
ghost
haunting
i've
been picked
and pressed
taunted
mocked
isolated
so much
their actions
killed me
now
i'm
lying
on paper
pressed to death
whisper
whispers
who
there's no one else here
i look up
light
shines
bright
not blinding
whispers
loud whispers
light
is whispering
lampposts
bright shining light
lampposts
are whispering
about me
i am
crazy
insane
i fell into insanity
run
run
home
run
run
past the whispers
run
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Whispers in the Dark
PoetryA poem based on a Tumblr post,"You discover that the lampposts are gossiping about you." Cover:@TheyCallMeCrayCray