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VOICES

The descent into madness is all i’ll ever know. The voices in my head will never let go I stare absently at the wall While I hear them and their call They won’t let me ignore them, believe me I’ve tried. They tell me they’re really angels, I get caught in their lie. Reality checks in and I realize I have been fooled again. I feel like once again I'm in the lions den. They’re really devils whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Sadly there’s nothing I can do about it. I wish I could just disappear. I succumb to their voices and I talk with them, for if I don't they don’t quit. It's a terrible thing to go through. I must admit. The only way to silence them is if I'm sleeping. For the moment I wake up I feel them creeping. Speaking to me as soon as I open my eyes. I really wish to them,  I could say goodbye. If there were a cure I'd want it badly. But alas! There’s not. Only more voices I reflect sadly.
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Written by
abigail-sandquist
24 / F
Published
May 4, 2021
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18·182
Tags
#poem#poetry#schizophrenia#schizophrenic#mentalhealth
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