The Dark Whisper

Creeping along the walls,
You hear a dripping sound.
You follow it closely,
Only to find condensation.

Searching through the dark,
You wonder where you are.
How did you find you way here?
What led you here in the first place?

You turn about frantically,
Searching for the exit.
But you see nothing,
Except the blackness around you.

There's another sound you hear,
In the distance.
Something like a whispering,
You're searching for it.

Then you stop and listen,
Suddenly you realize it.
That whispering is close,
From deep within you.

Taking a moment you listen closer,
The whisper takes note of this.
It tells you something important,
You are special and important.


(written Dec. 13, 2011)