Another ***ing Fairytale

I can hear voices deep down in the dark
They start of soft then get louder and fast
They’re telling me all the things I don’t want to hear
Reminding me of times when hope wasn’t near

I can hear voices they’re making me sway
I can hear whispering scaring me away
No logic or meaning but I understand it all the same
Keep telling them stories I don’t want to play their silly games

They sneak up behind me and push me to the ground
Yelling and screaming till my ear drums pop and bleed at the sound
Clawing their way trying to get at me again
They leave marks and bruises all over my brain

They open up wounds that were stitched to the seams
Crawling their way making nightmares not dreams
The hairs they stand on end at the back of my neck
But I won’t let them get me I can escape if I’m quick

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
They tell us there’s hope if in God we trust
That darkness turns to light when faith is what we see
But if I don’t believe in him why would he believe in me