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VOICES IN MY HEAD

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Hi everyone, it's been a while hope all is well and everyone is doing great, I'm fine over here and I'm here with another poem for the poetry lovers. A regular rhyming poem I wrote in bed around midnight or so, didn't know what inspired it but it just came. So, let's get unto the poem shall we not, hope you guys enjoy...... " VOICES IN MY HEAD"

 

VOICES IN MY HEAD 

11 o clock in the night lying alone on my bed

While the rain pours, and the place darkens

This is when I’ll start to hear voices in my head

Rambling on and on about my miserable life

 

About death and the peace, I’ll find

Leaving this world of stress and pain

Are the thoughts that flows through my mind

Laying in the dark as the time flows

 

Those voices have no limit that I’ve learned

Enchanting me of fantasies beyond this realm

And thus, from mere voices to words it turns

As I share them with the whole world

 

Sometimes I listen to those deadly voices

Tormenting my brain down to my very soul

But still, I don’t make those wrong choices

Of shutting them out for they know me well

 

They give me inspiration and depression

But I’ll stick with them to the end

For even though those voices can be deadly

Those voices in my head are my closest friends


Until next time,,,,,, JaNe

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