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the voices and the children
Contributed by
Cancer
on
Wednesday, 14th April 2004 @ 10:21:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
psychoticpoems
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it started off as white noise constant in my head i got used to it after awhile
but words began to break through the wall of white noise inside words that i didn't want to hear voices that told me things more disturbing than the sick scenes i usually thought of
i'd be lying if i said that didn't scare me
more often they came more insistent they became until i couldn't find a moments peace and i would break down in tears because there was simply nothing else i could do
i fought them don't think i didn't with every ounce of will that i've ever possessed each night i would lay down sure that i had won and each morning i would wake to their shrieks and see that i had lost
(she was sleeping curled up and beautiful her peaceful face bringing memories of every kiss we shared)
the hands that grabbed the pillow were no longer mine and those eyes that wouldn't shed a tear as she struggled for air those eyes were no longer mine
don't you see, it wasn't me it was them it was the voices
then children started to disappear every night a new set of parents would weep on my TV screen
eight kids gone the panic grew and it got so hard to find one alone but the voices always knew where to go
it made me sick the things "i" did but i couldn't stop i couldn't help myself
don't you see, it wasn't me it was them it was the voices
blood lust and heart hate sated i slept each night without a dream a brief glimpse of peace, before awakening to the nightmare of the voices scream
(so many little eyes staring at me through the glaze of death and shock so many little lives taken by me there's only one way out)
the last child tonight i'll set things right once the filthy deeds are done
my hands still wet with youthful blood the voices fed and sleeping
on the floor surrounded by their little heads i stroke them and beg each for forgiveness
and before i put the pistol in my mouth and blow the ***** voices out i scrawl on the wall with the blood of dead children...
"don't you see, it wasn't me it was them it was the voices"
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Cancer
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2004-04-14 22:21:49] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: the voices and the children
(User Rating: 1 ) by Hanno on
Wednesday, 14th April 2004 @ 11:52:39 PM AEST (User
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Think you need to see a doctor,a shrink. |
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Re: the voices and the children
(User Rating: 1 ) by jaeann on
Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 01:09:15 AM AEST (User
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you get inside evil's head and serve it to us on a silver platter........awesome scrawl....... |
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Re: the voices and the children
(User Rating: 1 ) by arden on
Friday, 16th April 2004 @ 07:27:58 PM AEST (User
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dude this was freaking awesome!! i loved this. so dark and chilling. words dont express how good this is.
Arden |
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Re: the voices and the children
(User Rating: 1 ) by WorthlesSanity666 on
Saturday, 24th April 2004 @ 11:33:26 AM AEST (User
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That was wonderful!!!! It was simply astoundingly crafted!! I hear the same voices in my head... they talk sometimes... Your poem was soooo well detailed.... I LOVED IT!!! I look forward to reading more!!! |
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Re: the voices and the children
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jason_Robert_Britt on
Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 02:12:57 AM AEST (User
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I have tried to do this, but I am nothing compared to you! Damn you move me!!!! I HAVE been neglecting you!.. you need a partner in crime, maybe we can publish together? What a F'n honor that would be for me! |
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