One day at a time

I always hear the whispers
invading my thoughts
Breaking down my resolve
To an inch of my sanity
The way it beckons
stirring memories
Which then intertwine
with harsh realities
And I remember why
I walked away that night
That's the moment
I have to catch my breath
Chanting mantras
while I break into a sweat
I never knew you, did I?
That's the sad, simple truth
lodged in my throat
It dampers the whispers
into a bearable white noise
Day 41, check

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