Understandable

Darkness

When you think inside of your head, you just hear your own voice speaking back to you. What happens when you speak and it's not your voice? What if it's a different one each time, but Seldom is it your own. People may think I am insane but, I don't know what my own voice in my head sounds like anymore. I have messing time, but the voices always tell me what happened when I can't remember. Some are nice and try to help in anyways they can... others not so much. There's just one that always knows what to say to put me in a sour mood. It Will cause me to be someone I'm not. I'm a kind soul, but most of the time now I'm angry and hurtful to everyone around me. I can hide it pretty well, but my wife she... she just knows when I'm not myself. She try's to help she's even talked to one of them. He's different then the rest he's kind and gentle, yet blunt and forceful. My wife has already told me she loves him as she loves me. She love each part, even the darkness that hides just beneath the surface. I'm afraid of the darkness that it may one day take complete control. For now I cannot let it win. I will fight it until my last breathe. These voices can and will cause me issues, but this darkness I feel I am always in because of them will not win. I shall never allow that. The darkness will never rule me. Darkness is something that will always come, but it must and will always leave; but what will it leave once the sun rises again?