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.



those fears,

faced with you, 

and that is when they die.

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