The names they call
The mental slaps
The kicks in the rear
And the pain in my back
My bruises never seem to heal
My soul is always crying
My heart never heals
And tears never dry
I feel these things everyday
I hear them almost constantly
Only in my sleep do I get rest
From the voices in my head
My voices are getting stronger
They never let me be....
Always there with me....
Now they control me
Can you hear it?
It sings to me thru the wind,
Calls my name as I sleep.
It never lets me rest until I've had my fill.
This urge grows stronger
The pain undeniable
The sweet taste lingers on my tongue.
Will this devotion that I feel ever wane?
I fear not, for the Call continues to hold on tight.
Sooner or later you always have to answer.
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