Voices

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

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.

In Their World

What's it like inside their world
Is all just well and great?
Do they feel trapped inside their minds
Because they can't enunciate?

Do they think like you and I
With thoughts so straight and clear?
Do they recognize special friends
Who hold them close and near?

Though they make not look like others
Their expressions are strange and undefined
They are the most precious gems
That anyone could ever find