Voices

There are two people in me.
Two voices inside my head.
Telling me the person I should be.
With variations of their own.
Angel, devil, I can't decide.
Yet choosing is what they want of me.
They're refusing to let me hide.
Taking over me inside . . .
Taking apart all of me.

Divided I can not stand strong
While alone I can not live long

One's telling me to stay alive.
and the other's saying to die.
Confusion pulsing in me.
Kneeling in darkness as I cry.
Shedding tears for all the mistakes.
The shadows convinced me to do.
Shedding tears for the guiding light.
For the joys in life, I once knew.

Divided I can not stand strong
While alone I can not live long

The voices only get louder.
When I attempt to defy.
The one's call to stay sober.
and the other's to be high.
I used to want to do my best.
Now I haven't the strength to try.
I want to tell the world the truth.
But my voice just repeats the lie.

Divided I can not stand strong
While alone I can not live long

Here you found me and now you know.
Why I'm hiding in this corner.
Forcing my tears not to show.
And putting in place, my fake smile.
Don't tell me that you're sorry.
For all the pain I'm going through.
Don't tell me that it's okay.
Because I know that's not true.

Divided I can not stand strong
While alone I can not live long

Don't bother to say anymore.
I am not already deaf to you.
The only voices I can hear.
Are the ones I always knew.
They'll keep fighting on and on,
Until the day I go insane . . .
You'll know the truth of what I said . . .

Divided I can not stand strong
While alone I can not live long

Answer to this poem:

Divided you will no longer be,
because now you walk with me.
The light I carry I give to you,
an aid to help pull you through.
Don't give on yourself, just smile,
and let me stay with you for a while.
I will love you and hold you tonight,
and I promise baby, you will be alright.

Not an original topic, I know. It is the world, good verses evil thing, but I like the spin I put on it. Everyone had to decide the choices they make in life, and what they want to do with it. Keep trying, when you miss up, keep trying. Again, another poem reflecting my darker days, a place of darkness and shadow that I will never be able to forget. I hope I won't ever be there again.