voices

Screaming from the noise
telling it to shut up
it's telling me what to do
to do bad things.

smoke this
drink that
it's good.
it will make you feel good.

pounding in my years
like a drum.
it whispers to me,
"you'll be happy."

I think for minute
and then smile
i take the bottle
and chug it down

i feel weird
my body's tingling
my mind is going wild.
i pass out.

I dont want this
it hurtts to much
I throw away the bottle
and cry to myself

i shake
and cry
and frown
at my refelection

i hate myself
so much
i take the knife
and cut

bleeding
I pass out
leaving this world
behind

I see the light
but it's just darkness
I'm gone from the world
for now.....