Whispering

Voices in my head,
drive me crazy.
Out, only out and silence.
Shining steel sparkles at the lamp's shine.
Red stream on dark skin.
Hardly to see and no pain.
But still an emotion:
Out, only out and silence.
Lonley tear on it's way to the chin.
Desolate, nobody to speak.
Blood ist mixed with tears,
but they still cannot stop the madness,
produced by the voices in my head!
Red stream turns to white stream.
Went lighter in all the years.
Scars at the soul don't get lighter.
The voices don't stop.
Fighting day and night.
A thought: What did I make wrong?
Voices in my head,
drive me crazy.
Out, only out and silence.
Etarnal rest.
Shining steal sparkles at the lamp's shine.


August 1999

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