Whisper Me…

Whisper me…
words that would uplift
the sordid state im in

Whisper me…
blue skies
and not the storms
reminding me on the places ive been

Whisper me…
a light that would peer
a path away from darkness

Whisper me…
away from enslavement
that states its residence in the room
i pathetically call an apartment

But whisper me,
more that just vain romanticized hope,
sugar coated words that would drive me to the slope…

now whisper me tomorrow
and maybe a new day to peer away
all that was before
To smell again the the dew of the morning
and look to see what the new it has in store.

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