Voices

There are voices in my head
One no more stronger than the other

They tell me I am worthless
That I have no purpose

I've grown to hate those voices
That shower me with such hurt

Then one voice stands out
A mere whisper

It tells me that peace
Is just a finger snap away

Suddenly they voices speak as one
The words they speak are familiar

They are the words I wrote down so long ago
The ones I wished I never said

As I sit behind a tree
I think of the last line

"Death welcomes me into its arms my pain ceases, my peace begins."

I take the razor blade
Press it hard against my wrist

The voice in my head they cheer me on
One more step and I'll be gone

With their nudge I glide it across
Just like that final line my pain ceased and my peace began

The voices are quiet
My head is mine
All it took was my suicide