voices

To cold

On frozen nights when it is too cold to bleed,that is the time I am too afraid to dream.
Tears flowing in streams until I can’t breathe.
that is what I do best sometimes.
But how the stars shine that is when it speaks to me
I find myself wanting to know everything about it.
The voices in my head dwindle
They get louder and louder to were my ears bleed
I try and cover my ears but they are too loud to ignore
In the end though, I cowardly retreat.
Because I know they
Are to strong
Even for me….

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-Mkalyan

Listen to Rain

Sitting outside
Sitting inside
It’s soothing
How it gently taps our windows
Admired by some
But hated by others

It looks as it fell from heaven
Fallen to the ground
Cooling down our world
Perfect little drops

Doesn’t it feel good when it softly lands on your faces?

If you listen carefully
You can hear it sing you a soft lullaby
Even though it can come as a terrible storm
Listen to it’s soothing weeps
Listen to it’s soothing cries
Listen to it’s soothing words

Can you feel why its here?
Can you see why it’s here?
Have you ever seen people dance in it or play?
They are some how gifted

Listen to it
Try to pick up what it tells
You may need it in the future

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-Mkalyan