Screaming loud inside my head.
All of the voices just want me dead.
Curled up in a ball in a room of dark.
My thoughts clamped around like viscous shark.
Rocking back and forth, all alone.
Speaking with the voices, in a softer tone.
Becoming mellow to the ones who are the worst.
Breathing steadily slower, dying of thirst.
Saying "no no no" because I want them to leave.
The screaming continues as I begin to heave.
Unable to bear the pain they bring.
I try to comfort myself as I softly sing.
The voices in my mind only scream and yell.
I think and I scream "What is this!?"
They reply in unison *"This is Hell."