the howl of voices have leftΒ Β my head they are now residing.......under my bed in the deep of night...i hear them plan my mind they keep some how they can... i fight these voices every night my brain it swirls...with shock and fright i know it when i lose the battle my bed post starts....to shake and rattle i hear them laugh and whisper stuff i close my eyes...and sigh a huff i drift to sleep...at least i think the voices have given some relief in sixteen hours it will happen again the nightmares start...will they ever end i heard em say...there here to stay you are our host......come what may when i finally wake to the sun of morn my brow still wet..from the night before i think out loud to much dismay i lived to see another day.......