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They talk to me
By Father_Faust
they talk to me
these little voices
sometimes they drown out
and I can't hear the knife slicing
when I look down
and see my wrist slit
I wonder how that can be
cause I know it didn't happen by me
it's like the voices take control
and I haven't even been told
then they get tired
and release their hold
and I'm stuck
feeling cold
how can they do this?
how can they be so bold?
don't they know I'm here?
maybe I don't even exist
wouldn't that be great
I'ld have nothing to fear
maybe I'm the little voice
that whispering in the ear
shh
I can hear voices coming near.
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© 2006 Father_Faust
Published on Wednesday, July 19, 2006.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Sunday, November 5, 2006, torn_beauty
(77)
wrote:
I love how it flows. and i think sad and sinister are good words to discribe it.
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A former member wrote:
This reminded me of a friend i used to have, USED to have. Thank you, good write.
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On Wednesday, July 19, 2006, BroKen-GlaSSHeArT
(69) wrote:
i talk to myself sometimes^^ i like how creepy this is, i like it alot
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On Wednesday, July 19, 2006, Cattarax
(211) wrote:
They talk to me too and as I get older they get louder :( your not alone :) nice write
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