Literature
...Voices...
I sleep on my floor,
i dont care for a bed,
you think its just me,
but i blame it on the voices in my head.
I blame me.
for now and for eternity.
i wont stop,
i cant,
i must continue with this never ending chant.
so i close my eyes and think back,
scanning my memories so i dont lose track,
trying to figure out why,
why it is i try
when they all want me to die
Even now their seeping through
telling me everything i should do
whispers of its not me...
its you...
No one cares...
they never did
they forget their motives in which they once hid
I sleep on the floor
i dont care for my bed
i think its just me
but you blame it o