That Voice..

It's ringing throughout the day,
In my head in my heart,
Yelling and screaming,
Even as I fall apart;

That voice...

Telling me I'm wrong,
Constant pain of disappointment,
Coming in unexpected and uncalled for,
As if an unwanted re-acquaintance;

That voice...

It's made a commitment,
To kill me in the end,
To do it painful and slow,
To test just how far I can bend;

That voice...

Its object is to keep me,
Questioning and wondering and completely hurt,
To make everything terrible,
And to prove it gets worse;

That voice...

That voice is inside me,
It kills me more and more every day,
There's only one way to get rid of it,
To kill it...to kill me;

Oh...that voice...