Voices
"do i deserve to be happy
or do i deserve to be dead?"
the thirteen words
that echo in my head
every night
while i lay in bed
and not even the sound
which is made by the rain
when it hits the concrete
can distract me from these voices
which i cannot seem to defeat
"do it"
they say
"they won't miss you at all"
i fall and i fall
i scratch and i bawl
and their voices have got me
like a dog on a leash
they relentlessly faught me
and they i cannot beat
Copyright © Bella Chevrette | Year Posted 2015
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