Voices

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Voices,

I hear them murdering my ears

Echoing

With no end

Screaming

Telling me my flaws and insecurities

Their only purpose to cause my death

To be the rulers of my brokenness

To cause my undoing

To watch me crumble

I want to give up

So bad

But I can’t they depend on me

I don’t handle the voices someone else will

I know what it’s like to hear them

Like vigorous witch chants swarming in my mind

Draining out any happy tunes

Sheltering me from words of appreciation

Protecting me from that glimmer of false hope

Those sayings that tell me it will be alright

BUT IT WON’T

It won’t get better

Because the voices never leave

Although they are my enemy

They are my friends

They are good

They don’t hurt me like the others

The real people who push me down

And toy with my emotions

I deserve people who tell me the truth

I need them

And they, me

We are one

I am the voice

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