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Aug 2019
The shouting
in my head
always comes when
I least expect it.
They question what I think,
they send my reason far away.
They warp my whole world
so my hard work goes to waste.
So many voices in my head
with their creepy tones:
   “they want to hurt you,
you need to leave them alone.”
Until I only feel empty.
So they hold on tighter
trying to infect my entire soul.
I can’t hear anything else,
but the eerie commands
being spit out.
So I listen
to the depraved voices,
they're the only sounds
that matter to me now.
Nobody
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