There is a voice inside my head.
It tells me in going crazy.
It tells me I'm not human.
It tells me in not normal.
This voice has convinced me of thoes things.
The voice smooth talks these things into my ear.
Its cold breath stings my skin.
I'm getting taken over.
I'm not the me I knew a couple day ago.
No.
When I'm alone.
It fallows behind me.
Kicking my heels.
It convinces me that others are watching.
When I'm alone.
This voice does everything in its power to slowly kill me.
By using myself as a weapon.
I'm possesed.
There's a voice inside my head.
It tells me that I'm going crazy
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Unleashed
PoetryThis is a book of poetry. Basically my emotions unleashed through words. That is how I see poetry. Sometimes what we think about and processes in our head is to much. Writing it all out helps me let go of the mess in my head. Hope you can connect w...
