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The Voices.

Poetry By: DarkLoverz

a poem.

Submitted:Oct 20, 2012    Reads: 14    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


They whisper in my ear.

Twisted words.

Feeding fear.

Telling me,

They are coming.

Screams I let free.

Endless sound.

By myself I am bound.

People ask.

But they don't know.

I see behind the mask.

Their ears are death,

Voices they cant hear.

Ask if I'm on meth?

Emotion faces leer.

Voices just scream.

Snapping me.

My fear steams.

Rapid in my chest.

Voices screech.

I try my best.


Telling me to fly.

Off the ledge.

The voices will die.

Endless silence.

That is what a waits.

My body is dense.

It will fall.

I will be free.

Voices will no longer call.

Just let go,

Into endless blue.

Then I will know.

The voice,

Is my own.


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