Whispers Unholy

Voices in my head

Grumbling softly, slowly

Creeping me out this way

Whispers unholy

Telling me things I know I shouldn’t hear

A sound simulation around my ears

Asking things of me

I’m not capable of

Sending chills down my spine.

Fear fits me like a glove


I know not what to do

To obey them or act askew

For the creeps that they give me

I find no equal

I look in the mirror

And my reflection is deceitful


There’s fury in my eyes

Rage I don’t know where was born

As if every moment a part of my soul dies

Was it ever alive? I don’t recall.

My skin looks pale

Probably the days, I went without eating

Couldn’t bear the pain

I could hear my heart beating

Threatening to burst out of my chest

Maybe that would finally put me to rest


The whispers go on

Scarring my soul

I try to avoid them

But I miserably fail

Goosebumps on my skin

‘Ware me of sin,

Voices in my head

Grumbling softly, slowly

Creeping me out this way

Whispers unholy.


Author: Manaswi Priya

Editor: Nandini Patil


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