lanaia74
Contently A Distraction
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Post by lanaia74 on Dec 8, 2006 4:52:16 GMT -6
I hear the voices laughing and jeering at me Taunting me, making such fun of me They are the demons of my mind and soul Why can't these lurid ghosts set me free?
Possessing my very soul, they mock me Driving me to do things I wouldn't even speak of If only from them I could flee Flying away on the wings of a dove.
They try to convince me of everything untrue Awful things, evil things, things I would never think Constantly hearing them for peace I yearn They make the very essence of my soul burn.
Feeling as if they deplete all the energy from my core Fighting them virtually impossible because I feel so weak Controlling my every move hoping I'd make the wrong choice, if I dare People say get help but what kind of help should I seek?
Seeking a cure didn't ever work They would just talk louder to be heard In the midst of my mind I think they will always be I want them to leave and no longer lurk.
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