Sleeping in daylight
too scared to sleep at night
there's voices in my head
from people who are dead
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Hello Dave A very interesting poem We all want to know what happened that night. Very enjoyable read
I consider the spirits of those who passed as old friends, their visits, be them in dreams, familiar voices, or just a presence, felt...welcomed and not to be feared....rather embraced...listen to the whispers of your life. Is there pain attached to the departed? Well written and lingering....PEACE
Conscience always rings our mind, talking to us about the dead past!
go ahead talk with them. they won't hurt you. they are just in another dimension a good write
Listen just once.. You may be surprised, ...Just what did happen that night?
beautiful but have no fear of the dead death is only a change of worlds...
with every death of our beloved ones, a part of us is lost. great philosophy in this poem, Dave.
what is an age my dear poet? what is death? you have put so many questions here in this poem. congratulation, very fine write. please read my poems and comment. especially'Family members' and vote.
Past keeps haunting. It's better to feel dead than listen to the ghosts. Beautifully said. Thank you Dave.
Yikes a nice hallucinating poem. Kudos to yor poem, im scared of d thot of them. Do read my latest on d jealous, coments aint necesary.
a good write Dave. I would not want to talk with them either.
wow, a fine poem that reminds me of me.thank mon.