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aching inside

burning alive

with every illusion

with every delusion

every minute, every hour

pain has left me devoured

eating my brain up with gnawing hunger

a storm inside of me roaring like thunder

pacing around, paranoid and anxious again

and these vicious voices try and be my friend

and the more I reject them the more they come

and they torment me the more I run

I want to escape this prison that I'm in

the harder I try the less I seem to win

I'm waiting here to be saved

trying hard to make the pain fade

can't people see underneath my clothes

these things that no one ever knows

when will these tears stop falling down at night

when will the voices I hear finally put down their knife

and stop cutting my soul to pieces

because the pain inside always increases

I don't want them to kill me anymore

and make me question what I am living for

I keep waiting for the day when the voices are gone

but until then I will settle for just holding on