Voices Poem by S.C. Setai

Do not fall for the voices, they are not the real ones, but oh are they not, how can they not be the real voices when you hear them so, they must be the ones inside your head, taunting you like a child, whispering to you like the wind, with hands so cold, grasping at your mind confusing it. You decide what the real voices are, and then you'll see where you go, and how far. Very well Written. And as you can see above, it inspired me on the spot. Well done, once again, please write more. Chantelle.

Write more poems because I loved this one.

do not falls prey to the voices...............they're not the real voices...........

Clever ditty but a little bland.