![]() The VoicesA Story by Broken Wings
The voices...they tell me what to do. They tell me to harm myself. They tell I'm useless and I deserve to die. There's no point in living. Ey take over me. They hurt me. I'm not myself when they talk to me.
I've blanked out, I've popped pills, I've cut so much just hoping I'd bleed out. I fell on the floor and tried to rip my throat. I scream in agony. I shake in fear. Soon I know my voices will win. I won't be able to tale over. I'll be dead...the voices will kill me...
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2 Reviews Added on November 20, 2012 Last Updated on November 20, 2012 Author![]() Broken WingsMinot , NDAboutHey umm I'm courtney. I'm one of those that no matter how many times you tell her she's pretty she won't believe it. Well on here no one knows me so I can put my heart out there. I feel music, writing.. more..Writing
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