The whispers of the voices tease my mind
leaving my sanity far behind.
Is it sad to note they are my only comfort?
I no longer hear the silence in this topsy-turvy life
when all my loose emotions saturate in strife.
Am I silly to say that their words bring me joy?
Or am I just their disposable mortal toy?
Gone is the truth that once set me free
Where I was happy in oblivion and unrestrained glee.
Now reality chains my mind with cold, heartless steel.
And kills the heart that can no longer feel.
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The Heart's Chain
PoesiaA bit of poetry with a few of the lessons from life that I have collected about love, pain, and sanity.
