Little Whispers

Shadows flicker
In the corner of my eyes
Maybe just a trick of the light?
Ever so quietly
The shadow creeps toward me
I turn my head to see
But there is nothing there.

Sometimes I hear
The faint flutter of wings
As of a thousand little pixies
As they're dancing around me
Other times I hear
Their hushed voices
Coaxing and misleading me.

Oh if not
For this pill
That I must take each evening
I can only imagine
The wondrous sounds
That would acccompany
These Pixies dancing.

Their muted laughter
Their shrieks of joy
Their whispers in my ear
Yet I can only see them
When the shadow flickers
And perchance
Catch them there

But now the pill
Has done its work
As the music slowly fades
Yet I know
They're still out there
For that shadow still flickers
In the corner of my eye