THE VOICES


they talk as if I don’t exist
they talk as if I don’t matter
they talk and talk
hour after hour
they can’t hear me
or they ignore me
they wont listen
they just talk
I cant make them stop
I can’t make them quit
silence is something I never get
my head is pounding from the sound
they keep talking all around
they say things cruel and mean
they say things wrong and obscene
their point I can’t get
their message I don’t receive
their words I wont believe
they keep talking and I can’t shut them out
I am begging to doubt
whether or not they are real
something others hear and feel
or are they my curse alone
mine to deal with on my own
my curse
my pain
am I insane
are they real or in my head
will I hear them when I am dead
will they take my mind
do I still have it to take
is talking about them a mistake
will they be angry for me telling
telling you all about their yelling
they don’t seem to care
they don’t seem to know
they just keep ranting
which is why I am raving
which is why I am saying
which is why I am screaming
stop, halt,
cease, desist,
give me my only wish
silence your selves for a bit
let me know the quite
then whisper to me the meaning of it
the meaning of my madness
the meaning of you
you all of you
you who posses me
you who take me
you who drive me
you
THE VOICES