My Conscience? I Think Not

I need the silence
the voices say to much
they are after my sanity
they want me to lose touch

I try to sing loudly in my head
drowning out their dastardly words
nothing works to silence them
I am filled with everlasting dread

I cant do anything without the voices too
they chime in
talking shit
about anything I am about to do

always negative, nothing nice to say
I work they talk
I sleep they talk
talking twenty four hours a day

no way to kill them or to shut them out
unconsciously living in my mind
confused and crying  
inside my head the voices continue to shout