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Please whisper quietly so that I may pretend

That you are just another voice crawling in my head

Those decrepit monsters inside are pulling at my seams

Opening my infected wounds until they here me scream

Pulling at my fibers and shouting in my ears

Causing mass confusion between fantasy and fears

Why must I always listen to them when they seek to harm

Burning on the inside and seeping through my scars

Do not be afraid for me soon the pain will cease

Put faith in my demons they will teach you peace

Little drops of bright noise will cover you like rain

You have to understand me I find comfort in my pain

They talk to me like spirits with pale delicate moans

They promise me salvation while I cry alone

I seem to twitch and move in a most uncomfortable way

But if I try to fight them all they might go away

I would miss them dearly for they are all I have

Just the little voices that make me feel so sad….