Voices

i hear the voices in my head they surrond my wooden bed telling me i should be dead I try to move but i cannot awake the forces drive me into a foggy state suddonly i feel so much hate I finally got the courage to get up I walk to the doorway I fall to the floor I have no feet they have taken them I used my feet for running i used my feet for going unto the path i shouldnt have stepped on I look to find my arms but i dont have any I used my arms for picking up things i used them for putting things into my mouth That i shouldnt have eaten i feel for my lips But they are gone I used them to say things i shouldnt have said I cannot see My eyes have gone missing I used my eyes to see what i shouldnt have seen the voice returns to my head your better off dead your a fool for what youve done now you will rot in hell with no one I float in mid air everything turns dark everything is smothered in fire i cannot breath my soul leaves my body and flies up to heaven it is used to be given to a new baby being born on earth the man in the fire tells me that when bad spirits go to hell they get reused but outs bodys stay here in this bottomless pit they are only reused to have another chance when good souls go to heaven they stay up there with god starting a new life and ending an old one