Voices
I've walked this steps always
This turnings that stops and starts again
My bed is infested with a thousand scare bugs
And my companions are silted eyed demons
There are so many voices in my head
How do I chose the ones I want to hear?
Voices that scream and laugh
And cry and mourn and sigh
There are many times I'll stay awake
Or be so lost in memories that are strange
Roamed in halls and rooms ive never seen
Filled to the brim with the curses of sins
Youve ever screamed out loud with no voice?
Or constantly hail for help that will never come?
Those ones, the ones deep inside
They cry the most mournful of tones
They also speak, chant, incessantly
Of a end that looms doom
Doom, an ending worth hot tears.
-PATRICK
thanks for reading. .
