Voices

by X Harlea X   Sep 5, 2012


The voices in my head,
Tell me I'd be better off dead.
They push and yell until I cry
myself to sleep at night.

They'll tell me I'm worthless,
While they make my past surface.
Images of all the blood, cuts and scars,
Has me repeating them all again; how bizarre.

They knife comes in contact with my wrist,
As they whispers end it with a twist.
Ten times up my wrist blood flows,
As my heart begins to slow.

They come alive one last time,
Their shouts louder than mine.
They thank me for my choices
and as the light begins to fade I think " Goodbye Voices. "

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  • 12 years ago

    by Midnight Sky

    This was weird good job

  • 12 years ago

    by Formidable Muse

    This is really sad. About two years ago I went through similar situation, I felt that way Soo often. But I realized who I am in life, I found light in my darkness. I hope you find that light too, because depression is terrible. If you ever need anyone to talk to feel free to pm me (:

    As for the poem, very well written. It let us in your head and I'm sure a lot of people can relate.

  • 12 years ago

    by Formidable Muse

    This is really sad. About two years ago I went through similar situation, I felt that way Soo often. But I realized who I am in life, I found light in my darkness. I hope you find that light too, because depression is terrible. If you ever need anyone to talk to feel free to pm me (:

    As for the poem, very well written. It let us in your head and I'm sure a lot of people can relate.

  • 12 years ago

    by Mohan

    Nice written i agrre with mister 47

  • 12 years ago

    by Mister 47

    Life is not worthwhile without it black side , it is like a heart beat unless you have up and downs you will never be alive... life never been known to be fair ... or positive ... so be thankful for what you have ... it was a great piece i haven't read for you a lot these days ... hope u write something about life someday :)