I have this voice.
Well, make it three.
Three voices that
reside in me.
One says it loves me
Others as well.
The other two
cause me great hell.
One speaks the present.
"I hate my life."
One speaks the future.
"She used a knife."
One talks to me
In my own voice.
Two speaks for others
tell me their choice.
"I hate my life.
Wish I was dead. "
"She killed herself.
She shot her head. "
"What is the point?
I can't go on."
"She crashed her car
and now she's gone. "
"I want to die.
Or run away. "
"She strung a noose.
She died today. "
"I'm better off
within the ground. "
"I heard the gun
what a beautiful sound. "
"I hate my life.
I'll end it all. "
"Are you going to
her funeral? "
"She's my best friend
My beautiful wife."
"If I was lounder
I'd save her life."
©hollywood.
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