Into My Cherry River

Can you hear them too?
The voices…
Can you hear them?
They follow me
I go
I hear them
But I can’t see them.
The ghosts,
They haunt me
Their cries fill my head,
What started as a whisper;
Soothing And soft,
Now grows to a terrible shriek.
They’re screaming.
Screaming at the past,
Screaming at me.
Their voices
Carry their pain
Straight through me,
I shudder
Every time.
It gets louder
And louder
And louder
They scream at me,
And I scream back
Locked in a never ending battle
With each other.

  Continue reading “Into My Cherry River”