It was faint before but I can hear them now They’re yelling and fighting to vow They had no choice originally in the matter But they’ve taken up their part and chatter They try to work in any way they can They take control and begin to plan Helping us all through methods of coping They give us a reason to continue hoping They know the dangers of the world first-hand Take up their place and together they stand They save us from continued grief They hide the pain and emerge brief No one will mess with us again
My alters and I have lived through unspeakable things together. We kept each other alive when there was nothing to save us.