Voices

They hear me, speak to me,
Scratching, slithering, crawling,
In my mind as I sleep, through my eyes so that they can see.
Thriving, striving through my brain, something so vile it's mind boggling.

When I sleep, when I wake,
Slumbering in the depths, but rumbling like an earthquake.
Tell me things I need to do,
Haunting my reality turn this nightmare blue.

When I eat, or go out with friends,
I never know when or how it ends.
I seek their counsel, their words, their wisdom,
At the same time all I want is just my freedom.

Slowly snapping, twisting words like vines,
Giving off a sweet taste like the sweetest of wines.
So many mistakes but even more choices,
In my head can someone please stop these voices?