little voices

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By **The Rose that Blooms from the Heart**

there is this little voice inside my head, it tells me what to do and what to say. it tells me these things and wont let me forget, the good and the bad things that ive done. this voice has created an enormus brick wall, and has destroyed my true identity. it has developed so much pain has introdused eternal suffering. the walls in my mind have turned white and the voice has taken control. it sees you and thinks you will help it, the plan has backfired. you start to help but it is indeed me myself and i. you knock down the wall and take away the pain, you fill the walls of my mind with pure happiness and bright color. there is the voice both you and i see it getting smaller and smaller. i can no longer hear it and will no longer listen. you have helped me overcome these twists and turns of fate. you are the one that makes me truly happy. you are the one i love my new voice, my best friend.

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