Text: Voices
Electric activity in dark corridors
Racing deep within my mind
Knowing I shouldn’t do this
Echoing Voices say, Do it! Do it!
Sweat oozing from my forehead
Vessels pumping, pushing blood through veins
Heated brain feels like exploding
Haunting voices say, Do it! Do it!
Moving forward, every muscle straining
Can’t stop, what’s started must be finished
Satisfaction must be finally achieved
Persistent voices say, Do it! Do it!
Why do I do this? Hurts so much
Day in day out, why can’t I stop?
Thinking of those who need me
Amplified voices say, Do it! Do it!
WHY? WHY? I ask
Why do people need bloody pianos
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David J Delaney
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