Cold Whispers By Desiree Cady
His words, they were nothing
but cold whispers in the middle of the night
Caught up in the moment
But oh they felt so right
I try to tell myself that with time
Some people's feelings change
But mine never did
And that's what I find so strange
His words they cut me deep
Right to the very core
Such cold and evil hatred
He'd never expressed before
So now I am wondering
That passion that I felt
Was it always truly one sided
Was that the hand that I was dealt?
Though every lie he told me
His words made my heart melt
His lying cold whispers they've left
My heart an empty welt.
I am a 33 year old mother of two beautiful girls who have been my saving grace. After a brutal attack a few years ago, I have been plagued by PTSD. After the attack and a few suicide attempts, I vowed to tell my story and help inspire others to get help and to know that they are not alone.
I am currently wrapping up two manuscripts for publication and am set to be published in an upcoming anthology that will come out mid - November.
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