Beyond repair they said
A prisoner of my own mind I know I am
Call the police, dial 911 before I pull the trigger
My head keep banging against the wall
Trying to dance to the tune of sanity
Can somebody help me
Will anybody actually care
This soul tormenting lessons craving in
Ten thousand men in my head
And the music keep getting louder
Stop
STop
STOP
Dedicated to belittle me, this voices keep wearing me down daily
Night time I see a man with thorn clothes giving me the ugly smile
The smile so ugly it could ignite anger
The night has come, but the soul is restless
Drop dead like a lost puppy I fear for myself
Deep down in thought, I stare through my window
I could see no one
Call the police
Call the police
CALL THE POLICE
All this in my head
I look back, there was no one
I pick up a pen and wrote this down
"I think I'm hearing thousand voices in my head"
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Author:
Rome (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 27th, 2017 04:48
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments3
Interesting. Cool poem!
Wow! Im not sure what im reading but im interested to read more of it. More please
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