voices.
all i hear are voices.
everyday. all the time. "you're not the one. it's your fault. you should run."
voices.
i know better than to listen
but they're getting louder
the whispers they once were are now screams
the voices are screaming
it is so loud inside my head
the voices are screaming
on second thought maybe it's just me
running.
i am running as far
i am running as fast
i am running towards whatever i can away from this mess this mess in my head
i am not worthy of this love
shut up
i am the reason it is all gone
shut up
she's right you're losing you mind
shut. up.
it's always been your fault.
all the time.
i am running
but i do not know
how to outrun
my own mind.
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I Wrote This At Midnight
PuisiI Wrote This At Midnight is a collection of poems I have and will write, that were most likely written late at night (or just feel very chaotic). As always, thank you for your support, I hope you enjoy :) Warning: The poems included are not censored...
