Voices In The Night
By thespin
There are screams from within my skull. Telling me I am going straight to Hell. Whispering voices and thundering shouts. Telling me they all want out. Speaking in strange unknown tongues They burst forth from my lungs. At the dead of night it starts The voices screaming their foul epitaphs. The voices shouting, "WE ARE DOING ALL WE CAN TO MAKE YOU DIE" "YOU STUPID FUC.... LITTLE MAN!" "I WANT TO SLEEP. LET ME SLEEP." I cry out. But they bellow back. "WE WANT OUT !" A small voice whispers in my ear. "You have a right to fear." What do they want from me these voices? Why do they leave me with so few choices? I awake. Foggy and hazy. Asking myself, "I'm I going crazy?" Written November 8th, 2001 © on Nov 07 2001 11:23 PM PST 0 • 1
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"There are screams from within my skull...."