Whispers

I slam the door shut. I cover my ears, as I try to block out the world. I close my eyes and pretend I’m somewhere else. I sit in complete silence. All I can hear is the whispers, I can hear it calling me. I try to ignore them, but the whispers are getting louder. I push my hands closer to my head, my ears start to hurt from the pressure. I start shaking, I’m shivering as I sit on the bathroom floor. I think of the day I just had, and the day I will have tomorrow. The whispers get louder still. I try to think of my friends, my family, anything to forget about the voices. But the whispers are still there, they’re not going away. I push myself into the corner of the room. Tears stream down my cheek. I take my hands from my ears and cover my mouth, to try and drown out my cry for help so no one will hear me. I slowly sit back so I am against the wall, banging my head as I lean back. I smile as the pain rushes through me. The thing that keeps me alive, the thing that keeps me sane. Is the pain I cause myself.