VOICES

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    VOICES

    CAN YOU HEAR WHAT I HEAR
    WHISPERS...LAUGHTER
    SOFTLY SPEAKING
    OBSCENITIES
    IN MY EAR

    BIG GIRLS, LITTLE BOYS
    DIRTY OLD MEN
    BECKONING ME
    PLEADING...KEEPING
    SO MUCH NOISE

    LOUDLY...SHOUTING
    AT ME...I START
    POUTING...CRYING
    TRYING TO ESCAPE
    BUT THE OLD MAN'S SCOUTING

    WATCHING MY EVERY MOVE
    YELLING AT ME...TELLING
    ME NOT TO MOVE
    SENDING HIS MESSENGERS
    TO FUCK UP MY GROOVE

    WHO ELSE CAN HEAR
    THESE DREADFUL
    VOICES...THEY'RE
    COMING AT ME FROM
    EVERYWHERE

    EMERGENCY ROOM
    PSYCH DOCTOR
    NO MORE VOICES
    ALL GONE NOW
    PILL MAKE ME GLOOM

    SO HIGH I CAN KNEEL
    CAN'T HEAR THE VOICES
    NOR FEEL THE PAIN
    DEPRESSION'S A
    BITCH...FO REAL

    DRUGS I AM DRAWN TO
    MASK THE SOUNDS
    THE VOICES
    IN MY HEAD
    ITS EFFECT I PERSUE

    PSYCHOTIC EMOTIONS
    TAKEN AWAY
    CAST ASIDE
    THE VOICES ERADICATED
    WITH A MAGIC POTION

    PSYCHOTIC MEDICATIONS
    RELIEVING THE MEDITATIONS
    TAKING AWAY THE AUDIBLE INCANTATIONS
    THE VISIBLE APPARITIONS
    YET I STILL HEAR VARIATIONS

    OF VOICES NOT MINE
    BUT HIS AND HERS
    AND THEIRS
    BUT WHISPERS NOT SHOUTS
    AHH!!!... THIS HIGH IS DEVINE

    SO I NOD...AND KEEP CLAIMING
    THE VOICES STILL EXIST
    IN MY HEAD...THEY'RE REAL
    CAUSE I WANT THEM TO BE
    BUT THEY KNOW I'M GAMING

    SO THEY STOP FEEDING
    MY ADDICTION...POISONING
    MY SYSTEM WITH PSYCHOTIC DRUGS
    AND UN NEEDED THERAPY
    MY ACTIONS WERE MISLEADING

    BUT NOW THAT THEY STOPPED
    FEEDING TENDING TO MY CRAVE
    I HEAR VOICES FOR REAL
    A BAD REACTION TO THE BULLSHIT
    I RAN... ALL THOSE PILLS I POPPED

    I REALIZE NOW THAT THOSE
    VOICES WERE MY CONSCIOUS
    BECKONING ME... PLEADING ME
    FORBIDDING ME NOT TO MOVE
    DELIVERING ALL THOSE BLOWS

    THE HIGH DECREASES
    MY MIND AND BODY'S REACTING
    AND ACTING UP
    CAUSE WHAT I WANT
    THE DRUGS NO LONGER RELEASES

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    edhrush’s Poems (15)

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