voices and chaos

Sometimes I find it hard to breath
So consider letting go of my soul
And refill with something new
But then I conclude I wouldn't go that far
Or perhaps someone else wouldn't go that far
There's two willing to survive
But one wishes to destroy what the other wishes to maintain
I feel rather weak when I can't decide wish one to fight for
I feel suffocated by their raging yelling and then,
I find it hard to breath
I consider of letting go of my soul
Along with all the voices within
Inclusive mine if perchance it's still down there
Because truth be told
Somewhere along the road I lost track
Of who I was and where I was going to
But not even once I tried turning back
Not even now I can recognize this place and these eyes
I cannot recognize the carnage and madness
Going on inside of my head
I cannot understand why they dance and sing
I cannot understand why
They carve each other's fingers
Into each other's flesh
While in constant joy and euphoria
I'm finding it very hard to breath