I am not suicidal
They started years ago
Back when I was young and pure
Back in my darkest years
They still come in every now and then
I ain't no new psycho on the street
I am merely just like you
But with more friends
Everyday can be lonely
Without a friend in sight
I'm stuck with these voices
I make it through though
They push me to get better
Sure, I keep it a secret
But I'm not afraid
This ain't very well explained
But
They aren't my demons
They don't tell me to die
They don't tell me to cut
I'm not sure how to speak of this to my parents
But maybe a poem could help?
These voices are nice
These voices have changed me in a way
Like songs, they talk all they want
But I'm in full control
I silence them
I can never go a day without them
They are part of me like family
I cannot get rid of them
I'm not sure a therapist can help
Because if they knew of the content in my mind
That's a lot of explaining to do
We laugh together
We die inside
We cry together
We will cherish the years together
Screw society for all we care
Mock us
Hurt us
All you want
But one day
That might come to bite you back in the butt
I'm not mad
I'm not sane
I'm merely like you
The voices can change us all
Including yours
Like Toby's said
"Who needs a social life when I have the voices inside my head!"
YOU ARE READING
Voices|🔏
PoetryI am not insane I am not mad I am just different But slowly breaking