In the depths of my mind, a voice does speak,
Urging me towards actions dark and bleak.
It whispers temptations, luring me astray,
Leading a path I dare not display.It tells me to harm, to hurt, to destroy,
Filling my thoughts with malice and ploy.
I try to resist, to fight against its hold,
But the voice grows louder, bold and cold.I wrestle with the demons deep inside,
As the voice in my head refuses to hide.
It taunts and torments, never letting go,
Driving me to depths, I never thought I'd know.I am trapped in this battle, a war within,
As the voice in my head revels in sin.
No happy ending in sight for me,
Just the endless torment of my own plea.So I struggle on, fighting against the tide,
Hoping someday the voice will finally subside.
But for now, I am captive to its call,
Bound by the darkness, destined to fall.
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The Voice No One Knows [On Hold]
PoetryA journey of self-discovery and introspection It invites the reader to explore the depths of their own voice and emotions, embracing the unseen aspects of themselves.