Voices In My Head

The noises around me fade away

And the ones within me rise

Arguing about how they should adorn my insecurities today.

The sound of their high pitched voice

Carves a river as it echoes down to my chin

All the air that they scavenged off

Exhausts me of what little I had saved for a final laugh 

I stand and watch helplessly

As war breaks within

Annihilating what little remained of me

They engrave new scars of hate and guilt onto my skin

While whispering a chilly lullaby

Of a thousand reasons I should die

I try to wake up, pretend it's a bad dream

Only to find how much louder they scream

I finally run out of tears to cry

The flicker of hope that kept me alive

Slowly begins to die

And I begin to perceive that

I've grown to love these voices 

As much as I've learned to hate them.