Voices

Nothing

It's those simple words that get to you

they tear at your skin

hair

and nails

until there's nothing left

Their words are constantly inside you

repeating

and repeating

never leaving you alone

always haunting you

day and night

One thing happens

and the memories come flooding back

one by one

until you're broken inside

never going to get fixed

The brokeness is the worst part

it's like you're dead

barely holding onto life

and what life is that, you ask?

nothing

There is no such thing as life anymore

it's only a

dark

bitter

hole

to curl into and waste away

There is nothing left to me

nothing at all