Voices In My Head

Did I tell you, I hear voices in my head, “Kill, kill,” I think that’s what they said. Spoke to my therapist but then she disappeared, Police questioned me, which I found weird. She’d been stabbed sixty times outside her front door, They called me in again and questioned me some more. That morning I woke covered in blood I buried the evidence near the marsh, in the mud I sat at home, the voices loud in my head, As the news report said now one hundred women dead. The voices etching the same word like a razor sharp quill, In my brain, “Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.” I need fresh air, on this lovely, hot summer’s night But I find I’m standing behind the couch, watching you in plain site Turn around, look, you’ll see me with a knife Watch closely while I slowly take away your life… See you soon