Faith in the Voices

Let your mind,

tell you stories,

tales of fears,

ingrained in your head.

.

Put that head to bed,

and ease off,

to that place where they sing.

.

They sing the hymns,

and they see their fears,

and are not afraid,

of what lies in the mirrors.

.

Those mirrors are there,

for you to stare,

at the fears that lurk behind you.

They hold.

.

But as glass,

can be shattered,

so can the mirrors,

with the singing,

if the singing were so loud.

.

Then,

those fears,

faced with you, 

and that is when they die.

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