These voices in my head often mock me.
Sometimes they whisper sweet nothings.
Sometimes they become a torrent.
Mesmerising and overwhelming.
Sometimes they are downright stubborn
And won’t repeat a gem I’ve found awe-inspiring.
And sometimes they are loudest when
I have no way of recording what they’re saying.
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