Here come the voices echoing in my mind again.
Again.
What evil things they suggest to me,
As if to think I do not know its wrong,
Acting upon inner lust, pride, and envy,
Taunting me to put myself where I belong.
They say such terrible words in the friendliest way,
Wanting me to believe these trials are for good,
Take life, tempt love, and laugh as children scream,
How pleasurable - slaughter, deceive, and betray.
Betray.
Here come the voices echoing in my mind again.
Again.
A haze has covered my eyes, so I cannot see,
Is there universal truth or is there simply my own,
My life is like a nightmare; I know not reality,
The world is full of enemies leaving me all alone.
O’ what things are screamed at me in a singsong voice,
My heart finds no sanctity, just hatred and despair,
Slit a throat, rape an innocent, live for your own means.
With such thoughts how could I ever have a choice?
Here come the voices echoing in my mind again.
Again.
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Friday, 19 January 2018
The Voices | Joshua Robertson
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