The voices

I'm scared to listen to the voices in my head,

I'm scared that they will lay me on my deathbed,

I'm scared that they will win, i can't let them in.

I'm tired, just so very tired, 

I could close my eyes.

Just let me be dead!

But after all, 

I wasn't born to die,

Was I? 

Author's Note

This is the very first poem that i ever wrote in my book, just to let you all know.

Reviews

[emipoemi]

Very profound and thought-provoking. Nice rhymes every so often flowing along the current of a nice musicality to culminate with a very philosophical question. Well done!

[DarkArtz 0703]

its cool em very good for a first poem