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Voices in my Head
“Obey us girl,”
Snarls the creature in the mirror.
“Feed your beast.” he says,
The whispers come nearer.
“Give in my dear, your fate is inevitable,
We’ve put up with you long enough,
And have been nothing but charitable.”
You lied to me my whole life,
Let me think I was in control,
A snake playing with his prey,
Then swallowing me whole.
At one point I thought you cared about me,
But it was all a game to you
“Love and Fear are of the same coin,
So it’s all the same to you.”
So you knew I was cracking, and you broke me anyway?
“We thought you would be happy Mistress, but we worked to our dismay.”
Mistress? What? Why have I been given this title?
“You’ve created us my Queen,
And to us you are vital..”
Then why do you chain me up and lock me away?
If I am truly your master,
I order you to cut me loose!
“We can’t my Queen,
We tried but it’s no use.”
You lied again you hold the keys in your hand!
Why are you doing this?
I don’t understand!
It is not that simple my Queen,
Our hands have been tied,
Because your body wants to live,
But your spirit wants to die.
Snarls the creature in the mirror.
“Feed your beast.” he says,
The whispers come nearer.
“Give in my dear, your fate is inevitable,
We’ve put up with you long enough,
And have been nothing but charitable.”
You lied to me my whole life,
Let me think I was in control,
A snake playing with his prey,
Then swallowing me whole.
At one point I thought you cared about me,
But it was all a game to you
“Love and Fear are of the same coin,
So it’s all the same to you.”
So you knew I was cracking, and you broke me anyway?
“We thought you would be happy Mistress, but we worked to our dismay.”
Mistress? What? Why have I been given this title?
“You’ve created us my Queen,
And to us you are vital..”
Then why do you chain me up and lock me away?
If I am truly your master,
I order you to cut me loose!
“We can’t my Queen,
We tried but it’s no use.”
You lied again you hold the keys in your hand!
Why are you doing this?
I don’t understand!
It is not that simple my Queen,
Our hands have been tied,
Because your body wants to live,
But your spirit wants to die.
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