#innervoices - Hello Poetry

ME: I hear voices in my head and I know what that sounds like but wait— don’t lock the door yet — LOKI: Relax. If it was madness you wouldn’t be laughing. — SOCRATES: Tell me— are they voices… or questions you haven’t finished? — LUCIFER: Light doesn’t break you. It reveals too much at once. — ME: They don’t scream… — LOKI: We argue. — SOCRATES: We examine. — LUCIFER: We illuminate. — ME: One laughs in fire one questions everything one just sits watching me think — LOKI (grinning): You’re welcome. — SOCRATES: And what do you conclude from this? — ME: “guys… I was just trying to write a line” — LUCIFER: And instead you found truth. — ME: The rhythm hits and suddenly you all lean in like it’s your turn — LOKI: It is. — ME: I should be worried… — SOCRATES: Should you? — LUCIFER: Or have you just stopped pretending you are only one thing? — ME: This is the part where people say something’s wrong — LOKI: People fear what thinks freely. — SOCRATES: They fear questions without answers. — LUCIFER: They fear light that doesn’t ask permission. — ME: But it doesn’t feel wrong it feels… alive — SOCRATES: Then observe it. — LOKI: Play with it. — LUCIFER: Don’t weaponize it. — ME: Like thought without leash like meaning before it’s named like something ancient stretching inside my skull — SOCRATES: So you see it. — LOKI: So you feel it. — LUCIFER: So don’t run from it. — ME: So don’t send me away don’t call it broken — ALL: Then write. — ME: let me listen let me take this noise and turn it into something that breathes — SOCRATES: Then what is it? — ME: …maybe it’s not madness — LOKI (smiling): Obviously not. — LUCIFER (quiet): It’s awareness. — ME: maybe it’s just too many truths speaking at once

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Mar 27

Mar 27, 2026 at 10:32 AM UTC

Vazago

Council

ME: I hear voices in my head and I know what that sounds like but wait— don’t lock the door yet — LOKI: Relax. If it was madness you wouldn’t be laughing. — SOCRATES: Tell me— are they voices… or questions you haven’t finished? — LUCIFER: Light doesn’t break you. It reveals too much at once. — ME: They don’t scream… — LOKI: We argue. — SOCRATES: We examine. — LUCIFER: We illuminate. — ME: One laughs in fire one questions everything one just sits watching me think — LOKI (grinning): You’re welcome. — SOCRATES: And what do you conclude from this? — ME: “guys… I was just trying to write a line” — LUCIFER: And instead you found truth. — ME: The rhythm hits and suddenly you all lean in like it’s your turn — LOKI: It is. — ME: I should be worried… — SOCRATES: Should you? — LUCIFER: Or have you just stopped pretending you are only one thing? — ME: This is the part where people say something’s wrong — LOKI: People fear what thinks freely. — SOCRATES: They fear questions without answers. — LUCIFER: They fear light that doesn’t ask permission. — ME: But it doesn’t feel wrong it feels… alive — SOCRATES: Then observe it. — LOKI: Play with it. — LUCIFER: Don’t weaponize it. — ME: Like thought without leash like meaning before it’s named like something ancient stretching inside my skull — SOCRATES: So you see it. — LOKI: So you feel it. — LUCIFER: So don’t run from it. — ME: So don’t send me away don’t call it broken — ALL: Then write. — ME: let me listen let me take this noise and turn it into something that breathes — SOCRATES: Then what is it? — ME: …maybe it’s not madness — LOKI (smiling): Obviously not. — LUCIFER (quiet): It’s awareness. — ME: maybe it’s just too many truths speaking at once

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Intro (Mike — hushed, broken) The warehouse hums, a graveyard hymn, Clothes are torn, the lights are dim. I wake in silence, drenched in red, Beside a girl, so pale, so dead. A puddle forms beneath her face… Your grin reflects. I feel your grace. --- Verse 1 (Templeton Strange — low, theatrical) Oh, Mike, don’t whimper, don’t crawl, don’t pray, This is the canvas we paint each day. Chaos composed in a crimson refrain, Their agony sings while I etch my name. --- Verse 2 (Mike — frantic—Dread) The sirens wail through desert heat, Each echo pounding, my heart skips beat. I see you grin in every pane, A windshield ghost, a glass of shame. --- Pre-Chorus (Both — tense overlap) Mike: I never asked to bear this stain— Strange: You are the vessel, I am the brain. Mike: I choke on silence, drowned in cries— Strange: Weakness dies, but the predator thrives! --- Chorus (Both) Mike: Release me, unmake me, I’m breaking apart! Strange: Obey me, become me, survival’s an art! Mike: I’m drowning, I’m hunted, I’ll never be clean! Strange: I thrive in the terror, I reign in the scream! --- Verse 3 (Templeton Strange) Burn your clothes, erase the scene, Hide the bodies where no one screams. They’ll lock you away, and then so am I— So move, you fool, or we both will die! --- Verse 4 (Mike — desperate, despair) Each dawn I wake in blood and bone, With hollow eyes that aren’t my own. I beg for silence, beg release, But you twist my mercy into disease. --- Bridge (Both — urgent, theatrical) Mike: The sirens are screaming, they’re closing in fast! I can’t escape what I’ve done in the past! Strange: You stall, you whine, but you waste our breath— Stand up, obey, or we’ll share a cell’s death! Mike: I see you in windows, in blood, in the glass! Strange: I’ll drag you through shadows, you’ll do as I ask! --- Breakdown (Templeton Strange — grotesque, triumphant) I’ll rip their throats so the streets run red, My gospel is written in the skin they shed. Their terror’s a hymn, their silence my throne, You’ll hear their cries through marrow and bone. Move, Mike, move, while the night still hides— The predator rules where the weak one dies! --- Final Chorus (Both — desperate ****** Mike: Release me, unmake me, I’m breaking apart! Strange: Embrace me, become me, I’ll carve out your heart! Mike: I’m haunted, I’m hunted, I’ll never be clean! Strange: I’ll rise through the terror, the blood, and the scream! --- Outro (Both — fading apart) Mike: The glass still speaks… Strange: The night still reigns… Mike: I beg for peace… Strange: But I am Strange.

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Feb 7

Feb 7, 2026 at 1:17 PM UTC

InkWept

Reflections in Blood

Intro (Mike — hushed, broken) The warehouse hums, a graveyard hymn, Clothes are torn, the lights are dim. I wake in silence, drenched in red, Beside a girl, so pale, so dead. A puddle forms beneath her face… Your grin reflects. I feel your grace. --- Verse 1 (Templeton Strange — low, theatrical) Oh, Mike, don’t whimper, don’t crawl, don’t pray, This is the canvas we paint each day. Chaos composed in a crimson refrain, Their agony sings while I etch my name. --- Verse 2 (Mike — frantic—Dread) The sirens wail through desert heat, Each echo pounding, my heart skips beat. I see you grin in every pane, A windshield ghost, a glass of shame. --- Pre-Chorus (Both — tense overlap) Mike: I never asked to bear this stain— Strange: You are the vessel, I am the brain. Mike: I choke on silence, drowned in cries— Strange: Weakness dies, but the predator thrives! --- Chorus (Both) Mike: Release me, unmake me, I’m breaking apart! Strange: Obey me, become me, survival’s an art! Mike: I’m drowning, I’m hunted, I’ll never be clean! Strange: I thrive in the terror, I reign in the scream! --- Verse 3 (Templeton Strange) Burn your clothes, erase the scene, Hide the bodies where no one screams. They’ll lock you away, and then so am I— So move, you fool, or we both will die! --- Verse 4 (Mike — desperate, despair) Each dawn I wake in blood and bone, With hollow eyes that aren’t my own. I beg for silence, beg release, But you twist my mercy into disease. --- Bridge (Both — urgent, theatrical) Mike: The sirens are screaming, they’re closing in fast! I can’t escape what I’ve done in the past! Strange: You stall, you whine, but you waste our breath— Stand up, obey, or we’ll share a cell’s death! Mike: I see you in windows, in blood, in the glass! Strange: I’ll drag you through shadows, you’ll do as I ask! --- Breakdown (Templeton Strange — grotesque, triumphant) I’ll rip their throats so the streets run red, My gospel is written in the skin they shed. Their terror’s a hymn, their silence my throne, You’ll hear their cries through marrow and bone. Move, Mike, move, while the night still hides— The predator rules where the weak one dies! --- Final Chorus (Both — desperate ****** Mike: Release me, unmake me, I’m breaking apart! Strange: Embrace me, become me, I’ll carve out your heart! Mike: I’m haunted, I’m hunted, I’ll never be clean! Strange: I’ll rise through the terror, the blood, and the scream! --- Outro (Both — fading apart) Mike: The glass still speaks… Strange: The night still reigns… Mike: I beg for peace… Strange: But I am Strange.

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¿Y quién soy al final? Si todo lo que dicen es cierto, me desconozco... ¿Dónde estoy? ¿Dónde está mi yo? Escucho aquellas voces. Odio admitirlo: tienen razón. Te extraño. Vuelve. Vuelve a mí. Vuelve, mi yo. ¿Dónde estás? Te perdí desde ese abril... Te extraño. Por favor... vuelve. Me da igual lo terrible que eras. Solo vuelve. Te necesito.

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Jul 30, 2025

Jul 30, 2025 at 9:53 AM UTC

slzr_flrs

Je suis resté là, sans moi

¿Y quién soy al final? Si todo lo que dicen es cierto, me desconozco... ¿Dónde estoy? ¿Dónde está mi yo? Escucho aquellas voces. Odio admitirlo: tienen razón. Te extraño. Vuelve. Vuelve a mí. Vuelve, mi yo. ¿Dónde estás? Te perdí desde ese abril... Te extraño. Por favor... vuelve. Me da igual lo terrible que eras. Solo vuelve. Te necesito.

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They asked me what I want for christmas, I told them I wish for silence, but that is an impossible desire, that one cannot acquire. They looked at me confused, they couldn't comprehend, silence is not something a human can command. You can silence people, you can silence the entire world, but voices in your head will stay, you will forever be their prey.

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Dec 24, 2015

Dec 24, 2015 at 7:54 PM UTC

EndlessEpiphany

CHRISTMAS WISH

They asked me what I want for christmas, I told them I wish for silence, but that is an impossible desire, that one cannot acquire. They looked at me confused, they couldn't comprehend, silence is not something a human can command. You can silence people, you can silence the entire world, but voices in your head will stay, you will forever be their prey.

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little devil, when will you leave me? consume me, fully. eat me entirely. I don't want to suffer anymore.

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May 12, 2014

May 12, 2014 at 5:52 AM UTC

constellaticn

inner demon

little devil, when will you leave me? consume me, fully. eat me entirely. I don't want to suffer anymore.

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