Been a while now,
They were loud —I could hear them screaming, and yelling,
and doing everything noisy to let me know they existed.
Yes I heard them🤦,
They were human voices and I was sure I was the only one they spoke to.
When they spoke,
My spine shivered like a vibrator;
My mind like a maze changed patterns, and all I could remember was
“you won't make it”;
My eyes wandered about and watered
Like there was a waterfall in my brain.
I was set to reset after 120 seconds—
Countdown to my second bomb 💣 but,
Everyone heard my voice and no one heard their voices,
My sanity wasted like a camphor and alas!
I caught the last minute of vanity,
Gave the closing remark and headed straight to my chair🚶,
Talking to the voices in my head.
Seating on my seat I could taste deceit in their comfort:
Like I was hiding in the dark and they called me to come forth—
The fourth time I was reminded of how I felt under the spotlight— Glory Shy.
I admitted for hours, and days,
Not for weeks, I've been in this shit for years...😑
And so today I woke up quite early with a pen in my hand — I wrote...
Dear Voices, by Blqckmqn James ♠️.