The Voices

November 25, 2011
I can hear
the voices,
they are giving
me choices.

Choices that tell
me what to do,
the voices are
coming from you.

Your telling me
to commit suicide,
your telling me
I should have died.

I hear you
talking behind my back,
your spreading rumors
that aren't even close to facts.

I can hear
the voices,
they are giving
me choices.

Choices that tell
me what to do,
the voices are
coming from you.

What you say
echos in my mind,
I can't run
and hide.

You know every
step I take,
you make up the
truths that are fake.

I can hear
the voices,
they are giving
me choices.

Choices that tell
me what to do,
the voices are
coming from you.

I'm not going to
listen to what you say,
I'm ending this game
you wanted to play.

I'm going to rise
up against you,
so you will no longer
tell me what to do.

I can hear
the voices,
they are giving
me choices.

Choices to
set me free,
the voices are
coming from me.

You are no
longer in control,
telling me what to do
is now my role.

You can no longer
feed off my pain,
I have been released
from my chains.

I can hear
the voices,
they are giving
me choices.

Choices that tell
me what to do next,
to make life
for me, the best.

I can now, for
the first time be me,
I have finally
have been set free.





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