Whispers

Can you hear the sounds
The echo's that never seem to fade away
The sound of not wanting to be awake
The shell of your former self
Implying that you need help
But yet you feel so drained
With a slight brush everyday
Stressing the repeated lie
Trying to convince yourself that
You are okay
Knowing that you couldn't lie to yourself even if you wanted to
Understand that it doesn't get easier over time
For every extra day that you carry this overbearing weight
You are just inching further and further to a path of destruction
©Adrian Ware