Voices

Voices

A Poem by Bane

These voices that I always hear

They tell me lies in my ears

My every thought, a second guess

A scratched out answer on a test

What is right

Or what is wrong

Like the lyrics for a song

I fight myself for my own voice

As they govern every choice

I pull at iron bars unseen

And only silence when I scream

I fight myself just to think

Like a insect drowning in the sink

There is no win

There is no lose

No correct path to choose

I hate myself

I have no choice

I have to appease every voice

I dig their holes and occupy

Watch my dreams slipping by

I can’t climb out

So here I lay

Waiting for another day

Will it bring warm sun shine

Or perhaps a rope for me to climb

To leave this hole that I call home

To leave the voices and be alone

All I want is my own mind

To leave the voices far behind

I could run and only find

They’d be waiting for me in time

That I cannot escape their sounds

Nor bury them deep underground

They are me

And I am them

My ruthless enemy

My only friend

© 2013 Bane


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Added on February 18, 2013
Last Updated on February 18, 2013
Tags: depression, voices, internal conflict, pyschosis

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Bane
Bane

Jacksonville, FL



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I used to write a lot in high school, short stories, poems, etc, and fell out of it for a number of years. Recently started writing poetry again and I'm looking for opinions on my new work. more..

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