Whispers in the walls
no one else hears them but me.
They call me by name.
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Cadma
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You do it because you have to
There comes a point in every ascent when you realize not everyone is meant to rise with you. It is not cruelty. It is not abandonment. It is simply the truth of altitude: some people cannot breathe where you are going. Some people cannot tolerate the clarity you’ve earned. Some people cannot follow you into a life that no longer requires your disappearance.
By Elisa Wontorcik4 days ago in Poets
If You Love Me, You'll Do It
I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
So simple yet spine-tingling! Gives that perfect haunted-house chill in just three lines. 💖
That was soooo creeepppyyyy! Loved it!
This was eerie and unsettling in just those few words. Excellent poem!
I love how you create suspense and mystery in just three lines. The imagery is subtle but deeply unsettling.