Voices inside my head

The voices inside want me dead,
The demons are screaming.
But it's all in my head.

When I'm all alone they whisper my name.
Sometimes in public, they scratch at my veins.
The demons are silent yet so loudly they speak.
They rip & tear my veins.
But it's now your secret to keep.

Some say the voices haunt them too,
It's not just me.
It's also you.
I know I'm not crazy, they do want me dead.
But I'm not supposed to tell you...
This poem I will soon dread.

They have complete control,
I have to do what they say.

Reviews

[zainul]

You have nicely expressed your feelings.

[Aryana Anonymous]

Thanks so much.

[zainul]

You are most welcome