Decisions of the future are ready to be made While choices of the past begin to fade. So many mistakes have occured When voices in my head once were heard. Their whispers carried on throughout Confusing me without a doubt. They told me what they said was right They told me not to try to fight. I gave up and gave in The voices then, made me sin. I fucked up my life, no turning back I visited a doctor that wore all black He said the voices were no real And the pain they caused I could not feel. I betrayed the voices then soon after But all I could hear was their evil laughter. Soon the voices began to disappear Leaving me with nothing, but FEAR.
Reason for writing:
The voices told me to.
Birth sign: Gemini
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