conscience

Hear footsteps not sure if it's real but it's so surreal the echos of laughter filling my ears making my mind race swollowing with a bitter taste what is it I fear very unclear overcome with confusion and I sit and think then I remembered and my heart sank friend from the past that now is no longer here why didn't I even shed a tear grew together and that day also died together me not so physically but mentally was taken aswell now the life so close to the image of hell dark and alone echos of a devilish tone why won't it stop leave me alone at night when I try to rest is usually when I can hear it the best fail fail fail is all it says as in a chant but give up no I know I can't I know that I'm heaven sent so I'm bound to figure it out and stop living my life in doubt day by day I take it slow but still some nights I can hear that devilish tone