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8| Voices

VOICES

Everyday they are like recording tapes
Inside my mind, they wear black capes
Capes of darkness, they torture me
With their tail whips. I can't be free

They break down my inner walls
With their sledgehammer, I make a call
Call of distress, I'm about to take a fall
The cliff of oblivion, I try to stand tall

I fall down with my defeated knees
They scatter around my mind like fleas
Inside my head, they never stop talking
Every day, they are sabotaging

They sabotage my pathetic life
Their words cut my heart with a knife
A knife weight inside my chest
With stress by my side, I can't rest

These sleepless nights. I try to breathe
In the moments I wish for better relief
Relief of satisfaction is all I ever need
Like a therapy book, I need to sit and read

Every night they give me a good fright
Crashing down my mind with their might
Every minute I try to show my smile
They will be gone in hundred miles

I try them to shut off with a switch
Yet I have enough with the playful glitch
In the end of tunnel, I see a light
Past is past, I need to love myself right

Forgetting about them is a choice
The last time I listen to their voices

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