Whispers of the mind

Whispers I can forever hear,

Never to be left far nor near,

Some days whispers are loud and clear,

Other days left without the fear.

The whispers that keep me up at night,

The whispers I hear during daylight,

The whispers that will drone on and on,

The whispers I hear when I'm with none.

Will these whispers forever last?

Or will my memories stay in the past?

These questions shall I ever ask,

While I go on with life;

         wearing my mask.