welcome to my nightmare

while i sit in silence
it doesnt mean I am quiet
cause the army of voices
inside argue. they yell at each
other and sometimes at me. I
wonder if they know that I am
even there with them sometimes
I just let them rant and rave, oh the
stories they tell, the colors they use
are so vivid they bring me pleasure
when they get to crazed or violent
I calm them down as best I can, but
they are getting louder and more violent
by the day, they are relentless in thier attack
gnawing chewing biting clawing at my sanity
waiting for that moment of weakness to take over