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the voices and the children
Contributed by
Cancer
on
Wednesday, 14th April 2004 @ 10:21:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
psychoticpoems
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it started off as white noise
constant in my head
i got used to it after awhile
but words began to break through
the wall of white noise inside
words that i didn't want to hear
voices that told me things more disturbing
than the sick scenes i usually thought of
i'd be lying if i said that didn't scare me
more often they came
more insistent they became
until i couldn't find a moments peace
and i would break down in tears
because there was simply nothing else i could do
i fought them
don't think i didn't
with every ounce of will
that i've ever possessed
each night i would lay down
sure that i had won
and each morning i would wake to their shrieks
and see that i had lost
(she was sleeping
curled up and beautiful
her peaceful face bringing memories
of every kiss we shared)
the hands that grabbed the pillow
were no longer mine
and those eyes that wouldn't shed a tear
as she struggled for air
those eyes were no longer mine
don't you see, it wasn't me
it was them
it was the voices
then children started to disappear
every night a new set of parents
would weep on my TV screen
eight kids gone
the panic grew
and it got so hard to find one alone
but the voices always knew where to go
it made me sick
the things "i" did
but i couldn't stop
i couldn't help myself
don't you see, it wasn't me
it was them
it was the voices
blood lust and heart hate sated
i slept each night without a dream
a brief glimpse of peace, before awakening to
the nightmare of the voices scream
(so many little eyes
staring at me
through the glaze of death and shock
so many little lives
taken by me
there's only one way out)
the last child tonight
i'll set things right
once the filthy deeds are done
my hands still wet with youthful blood
the voices fed and sleeping
on the floor
surrounded by their little heads
i stroke them
and beg each for forgiveness
and before i put the pistol in my mouth
and blow the ***** voices out
i scrawl on the wall
with the blood of dead children...
"don't you see, it wasn't me
it was them
it was the voices"
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Cancer
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Re: the voices and the children
(User Rating: 1 ) by Hanno on
Wednesday, 14th April 2004 @ 11:52:39 PM AEST (User
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Think you need to see a doctor,a shrink. |
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Re: the voices and the children
(User Rating: 1 ) by jaeann on
Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 01:09:15 AM AEST (User
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you get inside evil's head and serve it to us on a silver platter........awesome scrawl....... |
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Re: the voices and the children
(User Rating: 1 ) by arden on
Friday, 16th April 2004 @ 07:27:58 PM AEST (User
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dude this was freaking awesome!! i loved this. so dark and chilling. words dont express how good this is.
Arden |
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Re: the voices and the children
(User Rating: 1 ) by WorthlesSanity666 on
Saturday, 24th April 2004 @ 11:33:26 AM AEST (User
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That was wonderful!!!! It was simply astoundingly crafted!! I hear the same voices in my head... they talk sometimes... Your poem was soooo well detailed.... I LOVED IT!!! I look forward to reading more!!! |
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Re: the voices and the children
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jason_Robert_Britt on
Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 02:12:57 AM AEST (User
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I have tried to do this, but I am nothing compared to you! Damn you move me!!!! I HAVE been neglecting you!.. you need a partner in crime, maybe we can publish together? What a F'n honor that would be for me! |
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