Dichtende Designerin

Can’t find my way through the whispers,

That reverberate and pound,

Because whispered words about you,

Are of the loudest, harshest sound.

They ring about and echo,

In the caverns of your mind;

Silent, vicious words,

Are most hurtful and unkind.

Drown those words in music,

Blasting loudly from the speaker,

Silence the murmurs,

Don’t fear the dreamer.

A voice rises above the whispers,

With the power bound,

Emerges from the cacophony, yet

Peace is nowhere to be found.

Written in collaboration with Ambrose Heart

His verses