Whispers

Sometimes there are whispers
Late at night when everyone’s asleep
I'm sure they don't think their being heard
But I do.

They tell stories of the past
Sometimes even of the future
Sometimes they're scary and give me nightmares as I go to sleep
Other times they are so enchanting that I go to bed
Dreaming of white horses and knights
Of flowers and romance.

I'd like to call these whispers my friends
As if they tell me these stories
Just to soothe my aching mind
I know that's not the case however
These stories perhaps are not for me to hear.

But whatever the case
I am grateful for the whispers
That I hear outside my window
In my closet
Under my bed
For if it wasn't for them
I wouldn't ever get a nights rest.

Others might find your whispers annoying
And not see the beauty
The majestic wonder they hold
Of the visions they bring
But know that I see your visions
And that they are the only thing keeping me from insanity.

Sometimes I wonder
If I get well, if I can leave this place
Will you stop whispering to me?
Will I not be worthy of your stories anymore?
If that is the case I wish to never be well again
Eternal illness and suffering is more then worth it.

Even as I close my eyes
And feel the blackness fading into my consciousness
I swear I feel a ghost of a finger pushing away my hair
A whisper of a kiss on my forehead.

When I open my eyes the next morning
I sometimes think I’ll awake to a prince
Like the ones from your stories
And I will be told that it is he who tells those stories
Who gives me ghostly comfort before I sleep.

However like always
I awake alone but I am not saddened
For I know if I were to wake up with you in my bed
I would lose your whispers at night.

So for now
I will be content with your comforts at night
Without knowing who you really are
But one night
I hope you will stay
So I can see your face
Instead of waking up to an opened window.

A/N: I threw that together in maybe 10 minutes. A friend of mine was working on a poem for school, and she said "I hate it was teachers are like 'OKay, write poem. Now. O'" So I started typing a poem out to see if I could do it if a teacher told me that. xD I first ended it iffy, and even with changing it I still think it ended iffy, but oh well. I thought I'd post it up here for fun.