Dark Voices:

The silence of the night is broken
By the Dark Voices inside my head,
Creating now even more suspension
As I lay here but sleeping in my bed.

Why do they try bossing me around
Or they're either telling me what to do,
When I'm in no shape to even listen
Or to do what their asking of me to.

All these visions that I keep seeing
Will they ever happen to disappear,
Or is this but a lifetime experience
That I will surely always have to fear.

For the tighter that I close my eyes
The easier their voices are to see,
And the more often that I dream
They keep filling my head with debris.

Hurry up morning light I need you
So I can open up my weary eyes,
And then help me to understand
All my demons that dwell inside.

For they are sometimes called
What is referred to as nightmares,
And all of those midnight visits
Are messing up my nightly affairs.

For just once I wish that I could
Get me a goodnight sleep,
That I could close both my eyes
And I wouldn't hear a single peep.

But at this moment all I can do
Is listen to all these Dark Voices,
And let them consume my mind
Like some ravaging deadly poison.