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Voices

Silent voices in my head is this the beginning of a day of more dread will this be another day I wish I were dead,
why me what did I do wrong how long will this go on ?
please don't taunt me the way that you do and
no one knows but me and you,
in my mind you know you can play as you try
to say this is the way,
I feel lost inside in my madness I dread as I hear these strange voices laughing at me in my head.

 

s A n I t Y

Visions run across my mind then I hear a voice saying you are mine,
go ahead scream and yell see if it will make you well, who will know who will tell, listen to the fake wish you well, something's they will never see, or will they ever perceive not even allowed to conceive, they may put you away then they say we will make him this way,  then within your mind I can stay and you'll be alone everyday for me to play,
so if you scream then what will it mean? could it then be too late your sanity's a debate,  as I ponder on these things I cry and wonder why? is my sanity just all a lie.

 

Sometimes

Sometimes I wonder and I feel lost I can't get away from feeling distraught,  sometimes I wonder how long will it last  feelings from the past,
sometimes I wonder if  I'm right in my decisions or do I need to make some revision,
My thoughts are in the future but my head is haunted teased and taunted, often I wonder how long must I ask and fear the future because I think of the past.

 

Scattered Memories of Time

As stars gathering in the night of forgotten dreams
and far away times,with tears of the heart filled with sorrow and at the edge of despair is this my place and where I belong? wounded and broken my destiny of shattered dreams, I ask who am I ? who are you? the one who is torn, with my last breath I will fall to earth as my dreams will scattered into the universe becoming memories and forgotten in time.

 

The fix

If it can be said that there is anything good could I must have misunderstood,
But assuming that I am feeling that something is appealing,
Assuming colors to me are bright and lost sounds can be found,
And I don't wake up in the middle of the night running in plight,
Assuming I feel tranquil and safe and not see things moving out of the corner of my eye scamper down the hall and into the dark corners of the wall,
Assuming all of these strange dreams are just inside my head and the shadows aren't real and no one in the closet for blankets to conceal,
Assuming that you are feeling much better than you did a month ago the pills must be working.