Secret Voices
Those feelings of transcending-
I am finally realizing are too dangerous to realize.
Coaxing me into guilt.
So that I will ignore the tenderness of their sympathy.
But it was all part of a larger crisis.
I just didn’t know at the time.
If I could have just realized that I was innocent.
And that keeping the voices a secret was only ruining me.
But the voices are not monsters.
They lie in graves in my heart.
Now I can finally stop transcending.
And let the danger within lie dormant.
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