Whispers, soft and soulful, resonate within my mind,
Echoing through the depths of my consciousness,
Speaking of darkness and lost kinship,
Tangled within the web of synapses.
A broken spirit yearns to break free,
Yet my heart remains steadfast,
Resisting the allure of madness.
In this ongoing battle, I stand strong,
Voices once clamorous now mere whispers,
I will regain my sanity, anon.
I will prevail, break free, and shine anew,
Anonymous, yet resilient.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
2024
Ifedolapo Ogunniyi 