Outnumbered
Kamchatka
Here they come,
The voices.
No use
To pretend
I can't hear
Them telling me
I don't
Deserve this.
The voices.
No use
To pretend
I can't hear
Them telling me
I don't
Deserve this.
They rape my thoughts
And rob me of my self-esteem
Until they alone rule
Over whatever is left
Of me.
If i were
To end myself,
Will they
Linger
With me in
The after-life?
Is it a risk
Worth taking?
They rape my thoughts
And rob me of my self-esteem
Until they alone rule
Over whatever is left
Of me.
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