Voices

I hate the voices. The evil voices that live in your mind. You argue with them, scream at them, fight them, but they always win, they always win.

I hate the urges. You don't know why you want to do it again, you don't know why you want to be in pain again, but you do. You want to cut yourself open for absolutely no reason besides the fact that you crave it.

I hate the people. Constantly surrounding you, filling your head with buzzing. Words sentences letters ideas emotions they just won't stop! The constant swirling and buzzing and drumming and chaos that don't even mean the slightest important thing.

I hate the emotions. Dragging you lower and lower into the abyss just so you get the brief relief of a breath of air just to sink even deeper than before. Anger and joy and fear and sadness and anxiety and love and hate what does any of it matter.

Think about it. Think about the size of the universe and everything it contains.

So what does one person in one house in one town in one county in one state in one country on one continent in one hemisphere on one planet in one solar system in one galaxy in one supercluster in one universe matter?

Thats right.

Not at all.

UNF-

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