Inner voice, *****.
Loves the attention, within.
Crime and addiction, pleasant.
Negative emotions, keeps in.

Hearing voices, repeating.
Opposite opposes, threatens.
Quietly shouting, crying.
Is my inner voice, *****.

I hear her when I’m dreaming.
Nightmares clinging, sweating.
Dreaming heavy, breathing.
I can’t believing I’m falling,
Heavenly feeling attached to the ceiling,
Withering down and then into the ocean,
Drowning me down even more than I’m used to,
Exhilarating, composing this blessing I’m treading.
All because of my inner voice, *****.

I gave it a name, *****.
Cause she is but me, a demon.  
I can’t escape her cries,
So why not give me emotions.
Give me pain and sorrows.
Give me what your negative thoughts is saying deep inside.
Share with me your worries that you designed to keep and hide.
So I can understand better and to tame your fever.
That you’re not alone in this black and white world.
Cause I can see through, cause I am you.
Beautiful.