There's a lot of things that goes on in my head.

I can tell you what goes on but some things are just not to be said.

The whispers and shivers

As well as all the nightmares

All the memories..

Fuck, where's my blades

*laughs* you might think I'm crazy

But, they don't chase you like they chase me.

Its hard to stop making these choices

But if you were me, you would not be able to resist the voices