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The Voice That Keeps Taunting

I have been hearing voices It’s telling me to spill my soul I ain’t kind, I ain’t good My rage in a deep hole.

Nobody to please, No one to love I’m becoming a beast, Devour kindness, scream anger Ignoring them is the least.

But her touch was a krypton Her warmth a blanket, My poor spirit ignited By her smile in my locket.

Unseen, nobody knows This dread battling struggle, But just a thought of her In an instant I rubble.

The voices never seized, It kept on haunting me with fear, I wished for it to end, I’m getting near Why is it every time, she’s rather here?

Besotted I keep on settling Knowing she’s in a world another, Voices spare me a day with her For I always long to be with you-mother.