the harmony of discordant tunes
infiltrates mind
closed to thought
strewn against wind
in the onslaught of scattered
steely voices
attuned to this one alone
messages of self-loathing
that medication covers over
the bandage merely adequate
a stale, small blanket
wooley
euthanize thought
unapologetically strident
so that this one
can finally
sleep
dreamlessly
Feb 7, 2012
Feb 7, 2012 at 1:37 PM UTC
the harmony of discordant tunes
infiltrates mind
closed to thought
strewn against wind
in the onslaught of scattered
steely voices
attuned to this one alone
messages of self-loathing
that medication covers over
the bandage merely adequate
a stale, small blanket
wooley
euthanize thought
unapologetically strident
so that this one
can finally
sleep
dreamlessly
Written for those who I know who hear voices
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2012
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