Voices

Voices short poem

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I hear a voice in my head
screams say pretend be who they want
being that is easy but instead
I’m lost with all these choices
losing touch of the little piece of me inside
where are you is yesterday gone already
aa I can do is stare
knowing the war in my head is not fair
not knowing weather I care
I cant determine I’m going to make it out alive
I’m trying to revive
the piece I lost
no matter the cost
only broken pieces shattered on the ground
beginning to hear no more sound
the voice lingers in my head
keeping me awake in bed
thinking of tomorrow and the next
when I’m lost and gone
no one is home

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