This my everyday routine.
Get up, get ready, and run out the door.
Don't stop, don't look back, just run.
If I stop for one moment the voices will appear they will start talking again. Running from something I can't even see
It somehow haunts me every day. If I stop running If I stop trying to live it will come back again
Every time it comes back it’s harder and louder.
I don't know how to escape these voices
Sometimes their melodies sound so sweet and inviting
If I listen they will trap and engulf me into a dark and miserable place
I can't run forever
I will run for as long as I can before the voices come back again.