Silently,
They lay deep within me.
Whispering,
The things I feel.

Telling me to listen.
Telling me to sit still.
Sometimes I only but dream
That it's all a drill.

Letting me believe
That they are in control.
They only but relieve
The weight that blows.

Filling my head
With unwavering thoughts.
My mind bled
A whole lot of buts.

Fully understanding,
I gave them purpose.
Finally utilizing,
I began to compose.

Became an escape
From the cruel reality.
Far from fake
It was an actuality.

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Hey y'all,

Writing this poetry collection has been a beautiful journey. Every single poem here holds a special place in my heart.

But sadly...

...All good things must come to an end...

....This is the last chapter in inner voices. I hope that I made it worth your while🙂💖.

Thank you all so much for reading. I am extremely grateful❤❤

To all the friends I made along the way, I'm grateful for you. Thank you for all your support❤ I love you all!!!!

Stay safe!

Lots love, Bernadette❤.