"Do you sense them?
The whispers of the night?"
"No, I don't. It might just be your mind
wandering beyond the veil of those dark curtains."
"No, I know what I hear.
Shh. There, there. You hear it, too.
I told you, keep on denying it, but call me crazy
you won't."
"You're spouting nonsense
again, seeing ghosts
where there's only silence.
It's your mind playing tricks, nothing more."
"Tricks? Oh, you think you know everything,
don't you? But you're blind to the truth,
deaf to the whispers that haunt us."
"Enough of this madness.
I won't indulge your fantasies any longer.
It's time to face reality."
"Reality? Ha!
You think reality is what you can touch and see?
But reality is deeper, darker than you'll ever know."
"I won't argue with you anymore.
It's futile. I'll leave you to your delusions."
"Go then,
leave me to the
whispers. They're my only companions
in this world of shadows and secrets."
CZYTASZ
If Pain Had a Voice
PoezjaIf Pain had a voice, it would not speak at all; it would write down its despairs on paper. This is a collection of poems in which we see pain playing an important role in life. Everybody at least once have felt pain in their lives; these poems will...
