The Voice of Darkness

by DeAnna   May 2, 2005


Listen to the voice,
the voice of darkness.
It's over-powering my soul,
devouring my every being.
The voices shout so loud,
Echoing in my head.
I'm filled with confusion and anger
as they bring my life down.
I can hear the voices
of happiness and joy no more.
All i can make out are the cords
spoken in my head by the darkness of my life.
These voices control my life.
They tell me everything to do,
and I obey.
I cannot deny the voices.
I live for the voice,
the voice of darkness.
I want to get out of here;
I want to die,
but the voices tell me to stay.
the voice wants me to suffer.
The voices tell me to lie.
The tell me who to love.
The control my life,
and everything I do and think.
The voices can't make me laugh.
They always make me cry.
The voices make other people hate me.
They also make me hate myself.
I hate myself beacause of the voices,
I want to kill myself because of the voices.
I lie, I cut, I hate
because of the voice.
It's over-powering my soul
devouring my every being
I can't deny, I always listen to the voice,
the voice of darkness.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Alicia

    Thats really good. I like it.