Voices in my head
Mind full of dread
Waiting on the day
I end up dead
They used to talk to me once a week
Telling me it's my life they seek
Now they talk to me everyday
"Kill yourself" is the thing they say
I lay awake on sleepless nights
Wandering how my own mind gives me such fright
I see a light
Suddenly a flash, it disappeared
"Cut" rang throughout my ears
Wet, my face streamed with tears
I've done
Done without regret, it won't happen again
As from now, I'm dead.
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Poems
PoetryDifferent poems for different occasions all of these poems are original and are all made by me. It is copyrighted so please don't copy but please share my book. Some (actually most) of the poems are sad so get a tissue and prepare to be warped into...
