…Any Last Words…
…Any Last Words…
It started with a whisper.
The kind you can’t quite hear, but really can’t quite ignore.
So I’ll post Malone, and channel some Whitney, but the music isn’t as loud as before.
In the letter, I think I say everything I need to, but, it’s a lie, because the page is still blank.
Is it time for my meds?
Or have I already taken them, and the voice, louder now, “DRINK!”
I wake from the call out, snapped to, almost fall out, it was just a dream, …so it seems;
It’s clear I don’t dream the voices, just the whispers, cuz when I’m awake-
…They’re screams
KTUPUA
January 6, 2020