Imaginary Friends. (Voices in my Head)
3:00 in the morning and I'm exhausted from all that socialising.
It had been a long time since I had done any real entertaining.
I planned for a quiet night in on my own watching the television
Then out of nowhere my special friends started materialising.
I rarely get visited by friends I could sit and have a laugh with
Thought this might well give my bad mood a much-needed lift.
People from mixed ethnicity, backgrounds, sex and vocations
I have never had any prejudice or practise any form of racism.
The conversation started off fairly friendly and quietly enough
Some of them had not spoken for a while, were just catching up.
As the evening continued till late, and I drank a little bit more
Conversation got heated, on occasions it became too much.
Little tensions arose, an argument started regarding the past
It appears some memories never fade, they will always last
One or two of them got a little nasty in the things they said
They said we were just being honest, should we lie instead.
There are always some trying to dominate the conversation
But I wasn’t going to let just a couple have all the attention.
My drink ran out, I said to them we need to call it a night
I asked them if there is any chance, they can now be quiet.
Slowly but surely peace descended, and calm was restored
They all departed from the room and left it as it was before.
I didn't have to clean up because they never make a mess
Thought I am tired maybe i should try and get some rest.
The voices in my head kept saying we will be back very soon
Listen out, we will make it known when we are in the room.
You see these are not physical friends, normal people have
They are voices and friends that reside inside my crazy head.
I have no control over them, when the voices come and go
When they visit and want to speak, they will let me know.
Most of the time I wished they would completely disappear
Because they just bring, bitterness, anger, sadness and fear.
They say I am just a crazy old man to have voices in my head
I tell them clearly there is something you don’t understand.
The truth is my friends are imaginary that is very clear to tell
But the voices in my crazy head they are frightenedly real.
Nataiella June (2008).
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Author:
Tobani / Nataiella (Pseudonym) (
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…..we actually do have other people in our heads, characters we develop from fear, anxiety, compulsion, a sense of restraint and other forms of personality forming mechanisms; personalities our main ego knows not to reveal to everyone, so we get a secretary and or mediator if you will. Most smart people have several people in their heads, they’re just aware of it at all times. It is said we are reflections of god in that way
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This feels very much like a psychosis (and I do hope Neville can lend a hand here), but you would seem, on the evidence of your pins so far, to have come through the other side with a greater perspective, and given us some useful realistic ideas.
A rich write.
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I find writing gives this voices a venue to speak their piece thereby affording me peace.
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You’re welcome 🙏🏻
Excellent
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What do you do when the voices come? You write amazing poetry such as this my friend. Seriously, this is a stigma shattering write...and I truly applaud that. I cannot imagine what having all of those voices must be like, but I thank you for this important share! ❤️🩹🙏🌹👏
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You are welcome! I truly enjoy your work! ❤️🙏
Thank you
I have a relative who at times hears voices, I know just how distressing that can be, especially if it is all negative talk. An informative and brave write Tobani. A good composition.
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its not hard to imagine how frustrating and possibly frightening these voices you experience are from your description of them .. whether they are friends or not probably depends on what they are variously saying and your thoughts on the matter .. I would be more than happy to receive a pm if you would like to discuss or explore any further than time or space currently permits .. just nod if you need to .. with kindest regards and with much respect also .. Neville
Thank you Neville for your comments and your kind offer, they are just ghosts of the past, don`t we all have them, just mine talk. have a good evening
Fine write, Tobani. Well, you are never alone, and you always outnumber your critics by at least two to one.
Thank you Jerry for your comment, enjoy the rest of your evening
I think I might relate to this, excellent written
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"Thoughts are not the problem. Thinking you are the thoughts is the problem!" Anon.
Well, lots of work to do! You are so right in identifying that most of the thoughts that arise are negative.
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Great poem and
emotions penned!! 🙏
Dark and deep,
and eloquently
woven my friend!! 👍
Best regards ✌️ Thad
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Wow. This is almost a detailed menu of madness. I was in a psyche ward for a while where I learned that people who say that voices they claim to hear, which I previously dismissed, are very real. Nice work here.
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The bravery and courage it took to write this is admirable! You bring light to what is so dark and stigmatized. A good write!
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happens to most people, but few have the guts to admit it
wonderful
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always welcome - have a good day, and a lovely weekend
You too
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