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Jun 2016
These voices are still talking to me
Each day they get louder.
They call me when I'm
Eating, sleeping, at work
Even in the shower.
They tell me I'm a failure
The voices are so clear.
They dominate my mind
They are the only thing I hear.
They direct my every step
They took over my soul.
I've finally gave into them
They are now in control.
They are my new counsel
I can't think for myself.
All I need is my voices
I don't need anyone else.
They understand my pain
They know what I've been through.
They know I need pain relief
They told me what to do.
They told me how to end my torment
How to set myself free.
This is their recipe for pain relief
They tell me constantly.
PILLS
KNIFE
WRIST
PAIN
GONE
It sounds so simple
Maybe I should listen.
Maybe this is the solution
To the serenity I've been missing.
Maybe this is the answer
Because this life is **** hard.
It's left me broken & hopeless
I'm emotionally scared.
I've been broken to the point
To where I've gone insane.
Everyone has abandoned me
But my voices remain.
They stuck with me through the rough times
Always by my side.
They made their presence felt
They can no longer be denied.
They stuck by me
When I was emotionally spent.
Are these voices a curse
Or are they truly
Heaven sent.
Are these voices giving me good advice
They seem to know what's best.
Maybe the way to end this pain
Is to seek eternal rest.
I'm tired of this life anyway
These voices just might be right.
I think I'll take their advice
& have some pain relief tonight.
Cee
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Cee  California
(California)   
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