Voice of reason
Voice of pain
Voice of blame
Voice of regret

They are the true embodiment of my motives
Sometimes suicidal
Sometimes sinister
Sometimes righteous
Sometimes wise
They relay what my heart harbours within its confines

Sick melodies of self denial,pain ,hate and anger echo within my head
Sometimes I listen to them obediently
Sometimes they argue
Sometimes I feel like I'm three souls,the good, the bad and the twisted
Without them its silent,cold and lonely