The Voice (in my head)

The best idea ever,

It slipped through my fingers 
“What was it ?” I hear you ask.
The best idea that I ever had,

it slipped through my fingers, like water through… fingers 

And it was gone 

Never to be grasped 

Never to be visualised;

I don’t even remember what it was about…

And, then, I begin to doubt

My sanity
“What sanity?” I hear you shout.
You really can be irritating at times, Voice!
But, he has to be listened to,

I have no choice,

Voice is in my head

And won’t let me be

He has to say

What must be said

And the truth hurts –

My just desserts.


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