Voices

I’m lost in a world where I don’t belong. The same song,
always on repeat.
It seems I can’t, defeat,
the problems ahead of me. I’m dead already.
My heart beat’s not steady.
Beating faster, than the speed of sound.
It’s so loud, you can hear it from six feet underground.

This isn’t jumangi.
There’s voices that haunt me.
Does that make me evil? Does that make me crazy?
They could be real, maybe.
They always taunt me.

They’re not telling me to kill anybody or commit any crimes.
But the shit they say I’ve heard it many times.
This world is fucked up, just like I am.
My mind is full of mines.
I’m walking on eggshells, to avoid from dyin.

When will I see the light from the sky, to quit getting high?
I’m just passing time by.
To avoid these thoughts so I won’t cry.
But I can’t lie.
I won’t deny.
I am always dipping into my own supply.

I don’t think that day will ever come.
When I wake up to the sun,
with a smile on my face. I’m a disgrace,
To my family and mum.

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