Voices

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This noise
In my head
Is killing me
These voices
Non-stop
Telling me
What to do
Leaving no space
For freedom
Own choices
I feel sick
I feel dead
Am I dead?

These voices
Are taking my life
Taking my breath
Leaving me nothing
Nothing but darkness
Nothing but emptiness

But all of a sudden
It's quiet
No voices
No noise
Nothing
Just silence
It feels great
Just great

But I'm missing it
I feel empty
Completely alone
Where is it?
Why is it gone?
Is it good?
Or bad?
Can it be good or bad?
Do I have it back?
My freedom?
My life?
Is there hope?
Is there?
Am I free?
Am I?

Just some thoughts and poems Wo Geschichten leben. Entdecke jetzt