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Most people lay in bed and wait for their dreams

I lay in bed and listen to their screams

I sit and hear their twisted voice

Every night I endure it I have no choice

When I sleep they reign supreme

I really wish they were only a dream

I knew I was a few short of a full deck

When I awoke holding a knife to my neck

Iv heard them now for over a year

With them around its hard to hold anyone dear

Damn these voices and their murderous ways

My will to live is the only thing that moves me now days

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this is about the shit i have to deal with every day

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fighter4life's picture

This poem is amazing and I can really relate to it. I've heard voices for about 5 years now and I know too well how hard it is to deal with.