All these voices surround me
With hope, love, fear, pain.
The lonely sounds of night,
Comforting whispers among the wind.
The loud voices of the waves crashing
Against the side of the high cliffs.
In all these voices
Is the faint sound of a whisper,
Hidden beneath even the wind.
It cries out for a listening ear,
But it is drowned out by other voices
Swarming around me.
This voice is my own,
Faintly crying for some listening ear,
Asking about hope...
Asking about love...
Asking how to overcome fear
And destroy the pain.
But I am swarmed with voices,
Unable to voice the questions
That fill up my mind...
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Hey , i don't know if i ever told you this, but you are really really good at poetry. I enjoy all your poems. You have a gift hun. I sure couldn't do it. I love it. Keep it up. Love you. lindsay
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