The Voice Inside My Head
Sitting in my lonely room,
And staring at the walls.
I start a conversation,
With the voice inside my head.
The thoughts running through my mind,
Idea's that are really strange.
Are they mine or are they
The voice inside my head.
Angel or demon I wish I knew,
There is nowhere I can hide,
It's with me all the time.
The voice inside my head.
Always there that constant chatter,
That's giving me no peace,
It's always with me.
The voice inside my head.
Morning, noon and night,
There's never peace for me.
I wish it would go away.
The voice inside my head.
Doctors say they'll help me,
The tablets that I take,
But I know it's still there.
The voice inside my head.
It's just a little whisper now,
It seems so far away,
But it still haunts me.
The voice inside my head,
It's all gone quiet now,
And at last I get some peace.
I just don't want it back.
The voice inside my head.
Copyright © John Bostock | Year Posted 2015
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