Voices
I hear voices in my head.
That does not make me crazy.
Or does it?
These two seem as sane as one can be.
Giving me logical advice.
Advice I don’t follow.
My heart and emotions don’t allow it.
I wish I can be the voices in my head.
They’re smart and strong.
Something I wish I was.
They ask why I’m even here.
Leave, be ghost.
Start anew.
Don’t let anyone stop you.
Keep going and don’t look back.
Maybe the sanity has been locked up for decades.
Wanting to be free.
And I’m actually the crazy one.
Roaming like a zombie in this life.
(2014)
