melior

There’s a whisper
There’s an echo
There’s a pounding
In my head

It is constant
It is louder
And requesting
to be fed

It’s not evil
Nor malicious
Not a lightning-
storm, at last

Not so heavy
-fraught with danger
It’s less angry
And less fast

It is kinder
It is wiser
It’s more like a
Gentle rain

Though it’s mellow
It’s insistent
It is breaking
Down my pain

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