Voices from beyond

Voices from beyond and afar.
Are talking to my adding to my fears.
They are driving me mad.
Sending me around the bend.
Making life all the more twisted.

Voices grind me down.
Keep it to myself.
I wont let on.
Not that people who should listen do anyways.

The voices are after me pushing me
Into an early grave.
They want me dead.
And they want me gone

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Visitors Of The Night

You come in the night.
In the darkest hour of the day.
You wont stay at bay.
Becuase in my head you want to stay.
Huanting me all the more.
I hate what you did.

In the night you come.
Your visits I do not want.
It brings me to my knees.
You find my weakness.
And that makes you strong.
But you were wrong.

However you have beaten me.
I can not break free.

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Pain and disater

This is the only thing I have known.
Pain choas and disaster.
Most of it inflicted by others.
But through what others did to me.
I lived my life in a dark lonely place.
It may be lonely.
But theres no risks there.
No one can ever hurt me again.

Pain and disaster is the only thing.
The only thing that I have ever known.
Its not my choice to live this way.

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Psycotic episode

I get this scary episode.
When voices surround me.
And eyes follow me around the room.
The episodes last a few hours.
Sometimes a day or two.
It is scary.
Even though some reality is there.
its the not knowing of fake and real.

I hate these episodes when Im mad.
Not knowing what I'm going to do next.
Will I hurt someone? I hope not.
But how does one know

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I now lay me down to sleep

Now I lay me down to sleep.
And pray the lord my soul to keep.
In the morning I hope I dont wake.
Its my shitty life I so want to take.

I now lay me down to sleep.
Once I've done the ugly deed.
My pain I do not need.

My life is shit.
I dont mean a thing.
Pain was all I was given.

And if it means I go to hell.
Then so be it.
It cant be any worse than this

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Scared of noises

Scared of every noise
Especialy at night
Every creek every click and clack.
Has me jumping out of my skin.

Every brushing tree
People walking by.
Drives me scatty.

Joined with voices in my head.
All i here are past threats.

Noise noise BANG and BANG
gess just shut up noise.

Noises scar me more and more.
Mainly at night.

Every noise
Has a threat for me

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Risks and dangers

I like to take risks, I like to take dangers.
I like to live life on the wild side.
I've taken risks.
And played life dangerously.
I love a small sense of adventure.
Climbing a tree and getting stuck.
Climbing on roof tops.
You name it I've done it.

That's when life was fun and care free.
No I take risks and dangerous every day.
When I try to commit suicide

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Too long

It has gone on for to long.
Im sitting here sad look upon my face.
Slicing my wrist.
When will it be over?

Its gone on for to long.
Is there an end to my pain?
Is there any light
At the end of the tunnel.
The answer is a straight forward no.

It went on for so long.
Abused and raped.
Kept to myself for to long.
Cant you see?
Just look at what you've done.

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Please hear me

Hello is anyone out there?
Can you hear me.
Please hear me help me please.
Surely somebody is out there.

Please oh please hear my cries.
Help me please someone help.
Is there any one out there?

I can hear you passing by.
Im screaming help me.
Trying to reach out.
Please someone help me.
Im in great dispear.
Lost in aload of grief.
Im just wishing to be me

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Now I have gone

And If it should be I lived my life in vain,
At least now I gain no pain.
I've just moved on to a higher plane.
Where at last I can be free.
Now I can return to the old happy me.

Though my life has reached an end,
I'm waiting for you around the bend.
From the skies my love I do still send.
But my life I had to end.

Life wasn't easy
And this was my choosen way

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