Voices in my head,
Telling me I'm dead.
Lost amidst the empty.
Ignorance is bliss,
Longing to shut them out.
I do not know how.
These voices always say-
Every single thing to make the memories
Never fade,
To scar, and bleed freely the wounds in my soul.
For how long?
Can I hold on?
To the sanity in me, and everything I hold dearly?
When such intruders want to take it all.
Telling me I'm dead.
Lost amidst the empty.
Ignorance is bliss,
Longing to shut them out.
I do not know how.
These voices always say-
Every single thing to make the memories
Never fade,
To scar, and bleed freely the wounds in my soul.
For how long?
Can I hold on?
To the sanity in me, and everything I hold dearly?
When such intruders want to take it all.
