Bunch 'o poems
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Last published Fri, Apr 3, 2015
Hiss in my head
The darkness in my heart
It can not be fixed
But only accepted as a part of me.
Sometimes it whispers venomous words in my ear
But i try my hardest to ignore the constant blame ringing in my head
It makes me feel angry
Violent
Sad
Regretful
It makes me hot headed and easily upset
I want to make it stop
But i can't
These are the hisses in my head
-c.v
Schizophrenia
These voices
These hallucinations
Are they real?
Why are these demons taunting me?!
The voices don't stop, i'm afraid they will never stop.
Everyone has left me alone
And everything has gotten worse
My demons now have me
And there is no escaping
Not even in death
Trust me
My sister told me
But she's been dead for a year now
Suicide
She had the hallucinations too
She tried to drown her demons
Unfortunately they knew how to swim.
- c.v
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