Exhausted

I have hushed voices in my head they say the things I’ve always said they echo loudly thus keeping me from finding my own calm poetry. I need respite from all of this can’t even find my happiness I know he’s crying hiding pain haunting me again and again. Torturing me they suffocate my joy I’ve lost and subjugate a thousand voices so unclear escaping reality and their fear. A few sweet things keep me sane I return to them again and again to drink their joy and to taste the essence of them but in haste. Fearing majesty just might go and back to hell my soul to sow the thoughts that fuel my misery swallow me whole indiscriminately. I have these voices in my head from all the things I’ve ever said funny though there does still reign joyous feelings in my heart remain. (click the pic for a preview of my upcoming book!)