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The Voices
By goingnowhere
As the fog came closer
I thought
Is it the pain
Is it the pain of that cold blade sliding across my bare flesh
No, they said
The voices in my head
No it’s the loneliness
That makes me feel this way
Although the blade does contribute to it
It’s colder now
The fog has surrounded me
The pain hasn’t ceased
No, it never will
My blood slides slowly over my arms
Is this the end
Is it finally going to be over
NO, they scream
A chorus of demonic voices
It will never be over
It can’t end that easily
The fog is thicker now
I can see the faces of the dead
Those who have died here before me
They are signing my name
It grows ever so loudly
The light suddenly
My love is among them
He calls to me
Calling me to join him
They scream at me
Keeping me on the edge
The edge of what though
Life
Death
I don’t understand
Forever they have told me to cut
Now they scream for me to live
Confusion is as thick as the fog
So confused
I’m so confusedUnauthorized Copying Is Prohibited.
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Copyright 2011 goingnowhere
Published on Monday, February 14, 2011.
Filed under:
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On Monday, February 14, 2011, lupus tenebrae
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wrote:
The swirling voices inside one's mind, are as you described. A fog which envelops you, becoming a place where confusion is law. Nicely put, write on.
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On Monday, February 14, 2011, urbanhumility
(1175) wrote:
well done...
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A former member wrote:
ive all was hated the voices
i know how you feel
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