Voices

I don't know how to let the troubled voices get past,

All of them trapped inside my head with nowhere to go.

They are like parasites,

Sucking off of my innocence.

Look at where I used to be,

And now look at where these voices got me.

Far far away from home,

Distant from where I was meant to be born.

Now there is nothing to look back to,

And even if I look back, I see no river to drown my sorrows.

These little voices in my head scream to me,

And the only part of me that is sane, is starting to let go.