whis, whisp, whispering
sibulantly
soulfully
in my
ear

the deep darkness
speaks to the
kindred lost
inside the
synapses

break free
breakfree
she is a
broken
thing

but
still
my heart
holds strong
against the desire
for madness to reign

it is a
battle
fought long
and desperately hard
each and every moment

i prevail, the voices
only, whisper now -
once they were clarion
bells, ringing loud and long

i prevail
            and will be
                              sane soon.

                               sane, soon
                 i will be
prevail i will...i will...