my best poem ever "voices in my head"

The voices in my head
Get louder as the days drag on
Telling me they wish I was dead
And that iv been alive to long
Telling me to cut my white skin
And burn my feet in the bath tub
Telling me that I don't deserve to live as long as I am unable to feel love
The voices in my head drag like the blade against my wrist
The voices scream at me every day and they seem to persist
On me ending my life so they wil be set free from my bodily imprissonment that is holding them captive inside of me
The voices continue to tell me I'm worthless to the world
And tell me to hang my sell or to drown my self in the nieghbors pool they say things will be better off with out me here and that if I'm quiet no body will ever hear or notice my absence in the socieity things will continue on just as happy and I just said there lying to me
It's night now and I have a bleeding headache the voices won't shut up no matter how many pills I decide to take they talk to me as if trying to rub in the fact that I'm the only one that can hear them and they know how much I want silence and peace but no matter how hard I try I will never win!
Every one is asleep and I am unable to close my eyes the people seem to enjoy giving me another restless night my eyes drag closed and are popped open by an evil laughter they won't shut up I beg and plead and cry and it still doesn't matter
It's almost 3 am and they still are talking to me finally I think knowing they could hear my thoughts if I cut will you let me sleep they all loudly agree but it would be silent to everybody
I grab a knife out of the kitchen and cary it to my bed so excited for everything to be silent in my head so I can finally go to bed
I take the knife swiftly against my my wrist splitting the skin blood quickly coming out from with in the voices cheer and I sigh enjoying the feeling of my prisoners being satisfied but as for me I don't want to stop and I can't no matter how hard I try
Time from that moment on seemed to fly on by
I finally realised why they cheered for the one drip of blood they knew that it was not going to be enough for my hungering love They cuts were up and down both of my arms the voices were happy and laughing at my bodily harm my eyes finally go shut and the voices finally go silent sadly I enjoyed the cutting but I never knew I would never be able to try it again.
The peace in my mind was calm and suttle and everything was perfect as I lie in my crimson puddle nothing was going to keep me awake I shall finally sleep never going to see another day or ever beable to speak it's done it's over now lets see if anybody will miss me
"love always in some one who will always find something to love in you"