-1Whispering
A
path is set before me
Chosen not by me; never by me.
My
father's words: whispering,
Whispering in my head.
Leading me
through the path,
A path I do not wish to take.
My voice goes
unheard,
Drowned out by
My father's words:
whispering,
Whispering in my head.
My peace, my joy,
Found
in plays, in acting,
Is destroyed, crushed by
My father's
words: whispering,
Whispering in my head.
A gun, held now in my
hands,
The only way out I see.
My dreams escaping me,
My
voice unheard,
My father's words: whispering,
Whispering in my
head.
The sound is loud,
Alerting my mother, my father.
My
mind stills, a calm now found.
My father's words: no longer
whispering
Whispering in my head.
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