Paranoia
He whispers conspiracies in my ear
and I no longer know,
which voice belongs to me,
which voice belongs to Fear?
Somebody, let me hear your cries,
so I can compare them to my own.
Perhaps there’s a key hidden in their melodies,
hiding a burning secret, yet untold,
conspiracies whispered-they begin to unfold.
Jade is the founder of Writing Bad. She resides in California with her young son and cat. Stay tuned for more poems from her and if you want to see more of her writing check out writingbad.org
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Well done!
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