If the voice spoke to me,
                           I'd get my gun.
Put  it to my temple,
                   as this is the only one that I know Is real...

                                    and say...
Speak to me,
                    this is my temple,
and if nothing answered.


I knew to put a sky light
                              from where they came..


My temple is hollow and the voices
               were my insanity
colluding me to false promises




of virtue...