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Voices
April 29, 2011
The cries,
the screams,
the horror,
the insanity.
I will never be alone,
because they are always there.
They never go away,
this is not fair.
Sleepless nights,
bad dreams.
The voices speak,
with such profanity.
I don't want to live,
my thoughts are vile.
I cannot live,
I am hostile.
I put the gun to my head,
pull the trigger,
and smile.
© Suzie L., Wyckoff, NJ
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Numbthoughts SILVER said...
on Jul. 4 2011 at 9:55 pm
I LOVE this. Yes, it is a bit on the gloomy side but thats when a poem is at it's best, when you can open up your rawest and harshest feelings.
