Gary Smith Poet Rhyme

Threatening Whispers

I try so hard not to listen,
Yet still I hear their voices, mocking.
A constant stream of threatening whispers,
My sanity was surely rocking.

They told me folk were out to get me,
They told me that I might be dying.
Should I stay or should I flee,
I cowered in the corner, crying.

I locked the doors, pulled the blinds,
Took some pills and went to bed.
Sleep though was not forthcoming,
Too much chatter in my head.

There are days when they are silent,
I pray to God that they have gone.
Just as my mind begins to rest,
Back they come, to babble on.







Entry for
Voices.... Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One.
2/12/18. Placed =2nd.

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Anne-Lise Andresen December 10, 2018 at 12:15 AM - Congratulations on this great winning poem, Gary :) - At the same time I wish you and your family a peaceful and lovely Christmas :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Gary Smith December 10, 2018 at 2:11 AM Thank you Anne-Lise.

Eve Roper December 8, 2018 at 9:54 PM Enjoyed reading ,Gary, congratulations on your placement in the contest.. Gary Smith December 9, 2018 at 7:17 AM Thank you Eve. :)

Silent One December 8, 2018 at 10:29 AM You captured the feeling of panic very well in your poem.. oh those voices that can haunt ones mind.... Congratulations on your placement in the contest.. Gary Smith December 8, 2018 at 10:34 AM Thank you Silent One. :)