As my eyes close, I hear them talk,
Speaking to themselves as though I’m not even here.
The silence is disturbing, the dark is intrusive,
But the voice in my head rings louder than pain.
I lay in silence as my head dares to rest,
Without a purpose to wake again.
The voices are damning, although they’re not real,
So perhaps this life is filled with deception.
What must I do, when no one can hear them?
Do I embrace their lies, pretend they’re not poison?
I lay in silence as the world falls still,
Without a single word to tell me what’s real.