What is it like to have someone to talk to,
someone who would tell you what to do?
Let me know if you know how it feels.
My world is full of shadows,
the voices in my head are everything my brain allows.
Please, tell me when everything clears.
The voices are yelling,
I believe everything they're saying.
Tell me when they get silent.
The voices are shouting,
my heart is bleeding.
Why did they get so violent?
Why don't I have anyone,
when everyone's got everyone?
Please, just tell me.
Can you please help,
help to protect me from myself?
Please, just set me free....
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The Walk
PoetryThe walk through my life. Through the points where i feel down to feeling good and back again. Warning: These poems may be depressing, suicidical and sad. These poems are usually related to what i feel and what is going through my mind.
