The Voices

I’m scared of all these voices
They scream to hell
They could bring me to death

In silence they are loudest
Pointing out all my flaws
Laughing at my insecurities

Like a funny thing that never gets old to them
My life, Their joke
And I am the punchline

I’m scared of hurt
Getting hurt, even the idea of hurt
It’ not something I want to feel again

But that is my cruel twist of fate
My constant irony
Because I am hurting all the time

My heart aches, never staying fixed
My body is used and broken

I’m scared of loneliness 
But I’m scared of people
It’s people who hurt
And Have hurt

But It’s when I’m alone the voices scream the loudest
The deafening silence
They know when I’m vulnerable

They sharpen their blades
And get ready for the attack
They try and convince me
Like today is the day

And when that doesn’t work
They cut deep
They slice and dice from the inside out
Hoping I will drown
And I  drown everyday 
While they wish and pray
That I just surrender