Echo
Voices in my head
Whispering on my ear
Telling me I'm not good enough
To end my life
To take away the pain forever
That I'm unwanted - a burden
I took down all the mirrors
Because every time I gazed in one
I saw a girl long dead
Eyes haunted and empty
Staring back at me
I want to rip off my skin
Tear at my soul
To kill the echo
Of these predatory ghosts
Ringing in my head
Maybe I'm better off dead
What reason is there for hanging on...
Copyright © Raven Silverwolf | Year Posted 2009
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