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The Voices are Our Choices

The voices whisper “It’s over”
But I scream back “Not yet”
I’m not quite finished
I just need to catch my breath
You all mock me and spit at my name
But come any closer and I’ll give you a taste
The voices are your voices
Even when you’re away
Come a bit closer
This is my time to stay
 
Echoing whispers concave my mind
I can scream and run but I cannot hide
Tell me do you feel alive
Do you feel any better when you destroy another being
One who has done nothing except been dreaming
To find their own way to silence the voices
The ones who mock at all the wrong choices
Now tell me something
Do they live in your skull
Do they tell you these things so maybe someday you’ll feel whole
Do you do this for fun or is it in your control
You have no right to view me so small
 
The voices whisper “It’s over”
But I scream back “Not yet”
I’m not quite finished
I just need to catch my breath
You all mock me and spit at my name
But come any closer and I’ll give you a taste
The voices are your voices
Even when you’re away
Come a bit closer
This is my time to stay
 
Not yet is the answer
But it isn’t the truth
Not when it comes to me
Not when it comes to you
It’s been over for a long time
We just couldn’t see
That me questioning you
Is questioning me
And you destroying me
Is you destroying yourself
We are not the same but we are the same kind
We both hear the voices whispering from the darkest parts inside
The beginning is over and so is the end
None of us are really living
We hold no last breath
 
The voices whisper “It’s over”
But I scream back “Not yet”
Yet I know that I am finished
I just don’t want to except death
We all mock each others’ names
And we know the feeling; we know the taste
The voices our voices
Even when we are to blame
We can’t come a bit closer
We were never meant to stay
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