Voices Poem by hidden poet

Voices



Voices.

When I'm alone,
sometimes,
I hear people talk.
People that aren't there.

When I do
I'm gripped by unspeakable terror.
Am I crazy?
Or is it something else?

Do I tell?
Or keep it hidden?

Will I someday hear these voices
and not know that they aren't real?
Will I someday hear these voices
and talk with them?

So unsure-
I know these few steps are critical,
but what steps are they?
What should I do?
Where will it lead?

The voices won't tell me.

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