Poem: Whisper Goodnight

Whisper Goodnight
Now I’m strapped to the bark of
Innocent trees
While evil angels commit to do their
Evil deeds
They mock the obscenities of
Torturing screams—
And they sing me to silence with their
Sweet lullabies
As fire is already burning
At my side
And all I can do is
Whisper goodnight
As they angels burn down the trees.

Tarah Hipple

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My name is Tarah Lynn Hipple. I am twenty years old and am in college for psychology. My goal is to be a psychologist at the U of M Depression Center. I want to help others like I was helped. I was a puzzle and didn't know how to put the pieces together, and when I found out how I started to actually enjoy the breaths I took. I have been writing for ten years and have played the piano for thirteen years. It continues to amaze me when I sit down on the piano bench and I watch my fingers play a song. My family means everything to me and my dog is like my child. I love spending time with my friends. Through my writing, you see the "panicky" me and then you'll see how far I've come.

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