Voices

Voices in my head, two foot icicles piercing my skull.
These images burn my thoughts like an uncontrolled brushfire.
Memories, fantasies, nightmares;
sometimes difficult to distinguish.

Voices in my head, a glimmer of who I really am?
A roller coaster of emotions explode inside my mind.
Temporarily tempered by sleep;
sometimes difficult for me to wake.

Voices in my head, ripping life from my weakening grasp.
Second guessing the meaning of everything.
Does the sun really shine;
sometimes difficult for me to see.

Voices in my head.
Wish they were dead.
Pray for silence.
No response.

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