Voices in my head
There are voices in my head, Some loud, some dead, There is a silence in the moment, And there is a burning scent.. Those voices always rhymes, Some sings elegy, some sings chime, A family feeding a dinner on a dime, And the soul so sour so lime.. There are voices in my head, Some says beer, some says bread, A light of a cellphone, a tone of a text, Fight for a lost hope , wait for the next.. Those voices points to my eyes, They ask why it cries, The world is cold as it seems, And the heart , loud it screams... There are voices in my head, Burying everything, which is not dead, It consumed me, all over again, I wonder what will wash that dark stain,that pain.. There are voices in my nerves, To my languid soul, it serves, Just like a signal from a brain, It fades away and drains. There was a time I saw the hope, I remembered a magicians rope, You blink your eye and the trick is done, So is the life so much undone.. There ar...