Gossiping Ghosts
Whispers forbid me to fall asleep
tired of the silences continual chatter
I just wanna close my eyes to find some peace
But the voices are in control of all my matters
Constant, corruptible and kind of creepy
They are eternally stuck here in my room
Lonely Souls just needing each others company
The Silence and me together in this tomb
Do they realize they're slowly killing me
With all of the gossip about life when your dead
Oh how I wish they would just stop whispering
Haunted Souls, lost alone, I just want my bed...
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2016
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