Voices In My Head

I look at myself

Across this tiny room,

Filled with dim lights

That gleam from indecency

Into informal,

Yet noticeable beliefs,

I am brought

To figure out my own conclusion

Without a simple suggestion

To find a solution

To this obvious stress.

Who will fix my filthy mess?

When I have run out of corners

To run to in this encaging room.

A voice says:

Once you've been stricken by me

You will see

What its actually like to feel when you bleed.

Soliciting my own results;

My own products of enlightenment

-Never mind my reasons!

You will one day understand what I really meant

When I took you away from the world,

When I stole you from your life.

Look at you now;

Is there anything you still know?

I guess not.

You are going insane, aren't you?

I love playing this game.

I love to know that I can make you cry,

Love the fact that I can cause you to die

It tickles my insides

And I'm desperate to push and see what happens.

Don't you want to know

What will happen next?

Oh... you will

-I will make you!

Theres no where you can run honey,

I will always find you,

I will kill you,

I will make you miserable to the point

You will wish Id already get through with you.

you'd hate that, ha?

(Laughs) I wonder,

What in the world could you ever do to me?

I'm in your head!

You will never find me!

And I reply:

No! No! No!

Someone please,

For the love of God, PLEASE!

Stop the screaming in my head!

Go away you beast!

Let me be!

Please, oh please,

Someone kill these voices in my head...

(6.12.07)