The Voice

The Voice inside
Rapes my brain,
And drags out so much pain.

Outside and in,
I can't stand it anymore,
It's the pain of being a whore.

I ravage myself,
Because the voice tells me to,
And whomever the voice says, I do.

All is wild hurt,
So I cause you pain,
And I'm driving you insane.

It's swelling all around,
It's growing inside,
Why can't I just curl up and hide.

The insidious voice,
Just wont go away,
Plans its joys,
Until the day.

The day I die,
Is what it longs for,
An end to the pain I pray,
When my soul is no more.