Voice

Silly, stupid boy
He doesn’t love you
He never has and never will
You were just simply a toy

He takes that silver blade
And marks up his skin
Just to shut up the voice and pain
Then he goes back to his happy façade

What are you doing with your life?
You’re failing all you classes, you have no job,
Your mother hates you, and you have no friends
You’ve got the blade and time, just end the strife

When it’s midnight and he’s still awake,
Listening to the voice; thinking
He takes two pills so he can sleep
But he can’t keep from picturing his own wake

Put that down, you shouldn’t eat
All you’ll do is gain more weight
You’ll become a blob and
Soon you won’t be able to see your feet

He puts down the food and grabs the scale
The numbers can’t be true; this isn’t right
Despite his hunger, he listens to the voice
Because he feels he weighs as much as a whale

Nobody likes you, you can’t do anything right
That boy is playing tricks on you again and you believed
Your mom and school have caused you stress again
Stop fighting it and just end it all tonight

The voice was right and this time he listened
He was nothing but a heartless, self-centered monster
So he took a bottle of pills and slid his blade down his veins
The last thing he saw was how beautiful his blade glistened