Whispers

Whispers, whispers,
In the dark,
What do they say,
I cannot tell.

Are they speaking
Horrible things?
Or telling stories
That hurt and sting?

All I know,
Is that I'm glad,
That I'm not there,
In the dark.
Anymore.

~~~~~~~ALL ABOUT MY TIME IN DEPRESSION AND HOW I AM NOW FREE OF THAT DARK HOLE~~~~~~~