Voices in My Head
Each day I wish I had the strength to walk off my window ledge
To plunge my way into the depths of total mental freedom
To quell the voices in my head and cradle them in death
Yet still I linger on each day
struggling to make sense
And on they play, these voices swirling in my head
Telling me
Each day they wish they had strength to walk off the window ledge
To plunge my way into the depths of total mental freedom
To quell the voices in my head and cradle them in death
Yet still I linger on each day
struggling to make sense
And on they play, these voices swirling in my head
Telling me
Each day they wish they had strength to walk off the window ledge
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