Prayers From The Unknown

I am under calculative watch... 

My head goes into a strain... 

I can feel the burning pain. 

Then the voices fill my head.

Gone are my thoughts... there are now voices instead. 

From tender whispers of a young child

To shouts and groans from those grown old. 

My head becomes a message box... Filled with messages I can't hear! 

These people have things they are telling me

But all the voices interfere! 

They are like prayers... offered in hope... 

In anger... 

In despair... 

In love... 

In spite. 

These voices keep on bugging me, burning up my might. 

My only hope is to change my mind and focus on my sight 

Think of something else round here

Or just focus on the light.

Voices, voices in my head!

Demons in my mind!

Demons in thought's stead. 

Demons that are crying out, wanting to be fed.

These voices that are in my head

Are they just figments of my mind? 

Do I just need rest?

Are they prayers from those still living?

Or are they from the dead?..

Author's Note

This is a personal experience that reoccurs every other day. Please give your thoughts on this! :)

Reviews

[sunshine]

Very articulate,believable and honest .
Lucid and unambiguous writing.
The same tedious routine goes on in my mind too(except probably the messages from dead part).Its all in the mind they say...