Voices

by TheOrder   Mar 26, 2005


Up in my room all day
And then at night the voices come
Some people tell me they're not there
But i know i am not dumb

All night long they talk to me
I think they're messing with my head
Probably should be ignored
Although i just listen instead

They tell me things i shouldn't know
And other things can't be explained
I hear the peoples darkest secrets
Realizing my soul has been stained

Some of the things they say aren't real
But the others hurt my ears
They tell me of the lives of others
They tell me other peoples fears

It's like a thousand knifes in my skin
And they will never go away
The more i try to force them out
They more i know they're here to stay

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