The Voices

The Voices in her head,  
Are weighing like lead.  
   
No once can hear,  
Even though everyone is near.  
 
She was once filled with life,  
Now She's filled with strife.  
 
The Voices are getting louder and louder, each time She  
Holds her head. She tries to go to bed,  
They're Driving her dead instead.  
 
She has lost all of the pieces of her sanity,  
Because The Voices made her choices.  
 
The Voices are taunting her with a dare.  
To see if someone would care.  
 
To take that knife  
And end her life.