Madness in me

M is for madness, and it plagues my mind.
Voices whisper and voices yell, they say things most unkind.
Sometimes they console me, if I am sad.
They often egg me on, whenever I get mad.
A few times they've manifested, into someone who wasn't there.
Thankfully this occurrence, is really rather rare.
Sometimes they observe the actions of others.
They would be silent, given my druthers.
Geodon helps, but doesn't drown their voices.
Sometimes ignoring them is the hardest of choices.
Sometimes they say things that actually make some sense.
Sometimes they say things that make me really tense.
Alas, I will never be free from this badness.
The only solution is...to become one with the madness.