Voices

 

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Voices deep within my head
Telling me better off dead
The monsters live under my bed
They forever haunt me
Never letting me go
My every thought they know  

They hold the keys to my prison
Eternally locking away the sun
I am constantly on the run
Running from the demons
Running from myself
I feel there’s nothing left
But to exit the situation 

So I sit one bullet one gun
Waiting on what must be done
End the voices end the nightmares
With this I will finally be free
My question is why
Why can’t others see
The defect within me

Experience the pain the turmoil
The long suffering
I was born with the understanding
That demons can be both
Enemy and friend
One must come to grasp
That they are both
Enemy an friend