Tormented daily,
so haunted and crazy,
i find myself coming undone,
voices they're lurking,
hiding and searching,
waiting for someone to run,
no,
i cant explain it,
so many walls that contain it,
a forgotten maze undone,
its a creation of madness,
a room full of addicts,
waiting for their chance to run,
no one can see it,
the demons that speak it,
but they can see me coming undone,
no I'm not crazy,
I'm just tormented daily,
by the voices that made me run.
