Echos Poem by Kayla Taylor

Echos



voices running through my head
all around,
wishing I was dead

Just repeating
what I say
all throughout the day

Ghostly whispers
spooky sounds
In my imagination I drown

Seeing figures in the distance
coming at me
all the while I'm resistant

Echos surround me
from the past
telling me what I already know
hope it don't last

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Siddharth Singh 03 March 2010

This one is quite a psychedelic experience, a haunting one.

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Kayla Taylor

Kayla Taylor

Pikeville, Kentucky
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