These voices will not stop,

my head is spinning,

my blood is racing,

there's a pounding in my ears,

no depressant can relieve,

they tell me things like,

end your life now,

and,

slice your wrist one more time,

it's too hard to resist,

but impossible to listen,

because oneday,

they'll tell me not to wake-up,

and that will be the end,

of the voices in my head.