Voices

Artwork by: Shelly Ramasocky

He had the chance to walk it off after stumbling and falling, but instead he chose to run, when he heard the voices calling. Things would slow him now and then, though They were only stalling.

He’d heard the voices once before, They were all recalling, while lying in his bed. Softly whispering out at night, he feared he may be dead. Upon the day came great relief, the voices were only coming from somewhere in his head.

But, not this time, out of his bed, they got him now, the voices were too loud. Outside the house and just above, there formed a darkening cloud. Sadly, They all had to step aside and watch the voices chase him ‘round.

The voices built him up and tore him down, reducing him to nothing. The voices demanded his soul, demanded his mind, and all his life would bring. After everyone left him and all hope was lost, the voices, the voices that were calling before had begun to sing;

Come with us

You should not stay

Come with us

We know the way

Come with us

we’ll give you rest

Come with us

You failed the test

And the song went on and on, he followed as they led. Now you lie down, he’ll come for you. He listened as they said.  And when he woke, he was finally alone with the voices in his head.

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