Whispers Of Vipers

I ask her how many

faces she has in her bag.

She roughly emotes

introspective thoughts had.

I can not recall

a moment before now

thinking so clear

but I remember how.

Everything changes

as do whispers ear to ear.

Truth is revealed

only to turn and disappear.

Care should I what

human err reflections show?

When it’s underneath

where truth is really known.

Not from mouths

with agendas do I condone.

Find your gallows,

may they become your home.

I express duress;

I’m drowning in the loss

of a friend after

expressing feelings at cost.

Still I can look

myself into my own eyes.

I harbor no

made up guises to disguise.

I hurt much more

choking all the words down.

A semblance of relief

has my heart truly found.

My home now

is where I do not suffer.

I’ll let vipers whisper

in holes that truth covers.

3 Comments Add yours

  1. kristianw84 says:

    I’m so deeply sorry that you’re hurting, friend. This is so beautifully written, it was almost as if I could feel your pain. Does that sound weird?

    Liked by 1 person

    1. No. Its doesn’t sound weird. The pain comes from a very real place and to grow past it I have to be honest with myself.


      1. kristianw84 says:

        Very true. I admire your bravery. It’s not an easy to pill to swallow, nor is it easy to share with us. I recognize this, & applaud you for it. My thoughts are with you.

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