Voices Echo

Nighttime voices echo

Through the pitch-black silence of the night.

They can be heard from everywhere

And seen from nowhere.

People try to chase the sounds

As they dissipate through the air

And cling to each word as they fade

Into the midnight hour.

Until sunrise, they are nothing

But everlasting whispers.



Nighttime voices clatter

Through the emptiness

Of the dawning hours.

They can be heard from everywhere

And seen from nowhere.

People try to hide from the noise

As it rips through the quiet slumber

And torments sleeping dreamers.

Until sunrise, they are nothing

But nightmares.