She heard voices

Wrote the words

From inside her head

Sometimes it was hard 

To keep track of the 


So she’d speak aloud

Just to hear herself think

But there was a benefit 

To having a crowded mind

Even when she was alone 

She was never lonely

Words: ©2022LCR

Image: CCO


  1. I love this. And I agree with what this poems says about the gift that is the muse. One can never be alone while she whispers (and sometimes screams) inside one's head.


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