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My book is full of my thoughts. There is some positive in here you just have to find it. But this book is my thought, my feelings, my rants

Speaking to Me

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by lonelylostgirl

by lonelylostgirl

I can control my mind,

But I am losing my mind,

The voices are talking to me,

They are telling me something new,

"Be quite, and don't talk,"

I don't know if I should listen,

All of the other times they were trying to do something to harm me,

I don't see any harm in me not talking anymore,

Me talking always got me and others hurt,

And don't tell me life is full of hurt,

I know it is,

But the hurt I am feeling occurs to often,

So talking to will go from,

Walking on a bed of nails,

Walking across hot burning coal,

It will go from everything causing you pain,

It will go change to walking in field of roses,

To dancing among the stars,

Don't ask me how,

Because you know how,

Speaking to me caused pain,

The voices won this round,