The Abyss

Why is it that once we are together,
why is it that now you're unsure?

Why are you questioning what we have?
Why are you thinking about that?

Why am I falling deeper into the Abyss?
Why am I thinking about what is?

...Why am I thinking of what might be?

The Abyss of thoughts,
better left unknown...
The Abyss of doubts,
better left alone...

Whispers

Whispers seep into my brain,
it seems as though I create a blockade,
prevent those who try to enter my head,
Whispers kept hidden for others' sake.

Thoughts and memories loom ahead,
they sneak inside, fill me with dread,
what do they want?
what is it they seek?
why is it my brain always leaks?

Don't know whether I should,
tell you or not,
don't know whether you'd listen,
or believe what I've fought.

It's a secret I keep,
for fear of your thoughts,
so they continue to whisper,
these thoughts you know not.