Demise

The voices

So close, I can feel them.
Like they are right behind me.

Paranoid.

Turn to face them and no one is there.
But I hear them.

They are telling me to hurt you.

I'm sorry.
I hate to do this, you know I love you
But the voices.
They are so persistent and they won't let me go.

I have to be free...

You scream.

Shhh.
Please don't, that hurts me.
I don't want to hear you cry.
Don't be afraid.
It will only hurt for a while.

The voices, shrill and agonizing.
They are piercing my brain.

There is no time for begging,
Don't make this harder
Than it has been

Don't look at me that way,
It hurts me inside.
You know I don't want to do this
But I am not the one to decide.

They tell me to start with the knife.
They want me to cut you.

I am so sorry...
Please don't cry like that.

I have to make a nice long cut from your bellybutton
To your throat.
It won't last long
It won't even hurt.

Please! Don't scream!
You are making the voices
Yell at me more.

I told them it wasn't my fault,
I cannot stop you.

But they said that I can...

'The needle', they said.
Sew her lips shut.

Don't fight me,
I am just doing what they tell me
To do.
Can't you understand?

If I don't do this, they will kill me.
Do you want them to kill me?

Now, hold still.
Don't jerk like that,
You will rip your lips open.

It's just 12 little holes
So I can run the strings through.
Just a few little X's
Should do.

Now, you are silent,
But still those tears.

How it hurts me so...
But the voices,
They won't let me go.

A slash through your arm,
And the voices cease
Just a bit.

Remember,
I love you.
I would never hurt you
If I had my own way.


Now is the time.
The voices say you must die.
Please close your eyes...
I don't want yours to meet mine.

The voices
No longer ceased,
They are screaming and taunting.
They want this to end..
Oh, your screams are so haunting.

I plunge the knife
Deep into your chest.
Your sewn shut lips
Tear from the stress.

Your screams are all
That I can hear
And when those cease,
There is no one near.

The voices have left me
Alone with this mess.
There's no one to save me...
Nothing is left.

What have I done,
My friend?
Your tortured body
Is now my deceit.

The voices betray me,
I beg at your feet.
Redeem me.

I look down at myself,
I see I am covered in blood.
My body is weakened and
I now give up...

The blood is my own..
The voices were my suicide.
And now it is over...
I am my own demise.

Reviews

[ba_mcfarlane]

This would win a competition...with other self absorbed psychotics. This is wrong on so many levels that I don't know where to start except...get thee into psychiatric
lockdown, before you hurt yourself, or someone else.
Unless of course this is a macabre idea of a joke. Ha Ha. I hope so; I don't think so.

[CourtneyDolce]

So. F*****g. Powerful.