Evanescent

They say I hear things, things that do not exist.

They say its my imagination going wild, my head going crazy.

Make it stop please! Make them go away! Make them disappear!

"Shushhh! Hey...hey look at me. it's all gonna be ok"He says caressing my hair softly pulling me into a warm embrace.

His lips press lightly on the top of my head, softly as if they aren't even there.

Tears stream down my cheeks drenching his new grey shirt.

His hands keep tracing circles on my back, softly, barely there.

It felt weird yet comforting.