"Whispers"

Tears….. Dreaming or awake still falls from this face. Becoming bewildered; caught between past and present events. Splitting down the middle; foundation’s cracked. Unhinging; overlapping voices echoing throughout my mind. Images projecting what I refuse to comprehend. Lies saturated in disdain. The façade created by its maker is now transparent. Discovering the truth, I’ve been set free. To cover your own indiscretions, you used a scapegoat. Having no idea I was selected. In the shadows was where you did the dirty work. Labeled as “stalker” but a witness to your schemes. Pleas falling on deaf ears. Stage set for your proclaimed innocence. From a distance, observing my demise while slowly going insane. Repetitive patterns exposed the technique to your “game.” I remain unpredictable. So I chose to freefall….. R.I.P. finding Closure