The voices in my head,
Scream louder and louder,
No matter what I do,
No matter how hard I try,
All them voices,
They all scream,
"Lets have some fun tonight,
With a blade?
With a bottle of pills?
With a rope?
With a gun?
Just let loose,
Show them how good you are with a knife"
The voices,
They wont stop,
They take over my thoughts,
I cry louder,
I scream harder,
It doesn't matter what I do,
I dont wanna feel,
Not tonight,
Not now,
So I'll do what the voices want,
Grab the knife,
And then you finally go numb,
The voices,
They got their wish,
Now my dear,
Have one last say,
The voices,
They finally say,
'You're done,
Give up,
I'm sorry,
Goodbye'
The voices,
Killed you
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My Dark Poems
PoetryTitle says it all. - They are not all dark, either. - And there is a few scary stories I found. Note: None of this is like, personal, or true, I convert my anger and depression into these poems. Some have meaning, others don't. Also there is a slig...
