Angels and Demons

Listen hard, do you hear the whispers of the night? softly telling you to follow your long forgotten dreams urging you, egging you on insidiously pushing you be they the words of angels? Or a demons words? Pricking at your inner mind twisting your very thoughts dragging up the long forgotten past of things best forgot veritably I tell you both the sins and good deeds haunt as they push and flood their way into the present and future Never can one escape what is past and done, secrets buried lives forever changed by an ancient lie or from good deed these hidden voices taunt as they press for release and freedom be they the words of angels? Or a demons words? Maybe a confession will free you from their silken ties let you take the morale highway or cast you away leaving you full of regret for the silence you have kept as you are reminded of the long forgotten doubts of the past