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.
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