It's voices...
Faint reminders
Those nagging...
Doubts...
Sometimes
They are quiet
And sometimes
They are
So
Loud
It shouldn't be allowed
We only use indoor voices
Inside my head
You don't need to scream
I can hear
I can hear
Loud and clear
If you were anymore near
I would fall from the reverberations
Of your voice
The ground shakes
The earth opens
I am swallowed whole
Falling into
The silence
And at last,
I am at peace
In pieces.
The key is too think what you have now vs what you might have then. In other words, if that wonderful plan fall to s**t and your left with nothing, how much better you would be now.
ReplyDeletePerhaps you could explain better... I am not sure I follow
ReplyDeleteSimple: when considering what the new scenario may be like, instead of just thinking how rosy it may be, think about how horrible it would be if it fails, and how much better you are now.
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ReplyDeleteWow...this poem is so good...I love it. So many hidden messages within your words...do you realize that?!