Truth is,
Sometimes no one will understand how you feel -
And you can sense their voice
Lacks that empathy feel.
And at times like these
I think it's best to grab a paper
Appoint a pen as your therapist
And it will become the peacemaker
That restores order
In your mind
Before you commit murder
And throw away the dead bodies
Of your own sanity.
YOU ARE READING
Writer's Whispers
PoetryIt's only at night that you hear the faint whispers of the writer's pen trailing paper. [COMPLETED]