Listen to my heart pound
though you'll never hear the sound
fighting every single day
I can never seem to get away
cover my ears
so the sound will fade
then I try
to hide in the shade
for I have no shadow
I am already dead
all because of the voices inside my head
bickering, screaming, yelling, and fighting
all these voices are so uninviting
I can't seem to tune them out
yet I know without a doubt
these voices are familiar
and as I lay in the pitch black
I can't help but want them back
so I sit here and wait
waiting for my fate
waiting for the voices my mind......
loves to create