Voices
By: L McCormick

Voices in my head are spinning
All my actions considered sinning
Wishing at times I could start at the begging
Looking to the future,
see no way of winning

Trying to listen to what "they" say
Using only instant to make my way
Living my life day to day
No one to listen,
yet plenty to say

Searching deep down;
The good times & sad
Telling myself,
"Life isn't that bad"

Knowing all my choices could not have been wrong
Others around me,
still I feel so alone
Looking back at my life wondering where it has gone
29 years not seeming that long

Searching and searching for the source of my pain
Knowing for sure that I am not quite sane
Why I am here is not yet plain
Knowing there has to be something to gain

Scaring myself with the things that I "know"
Living in this body,
with such an old soul
Dealing with this "sickness" is taking its toll
Waiting for my turn,
feel I've lost my roll

Standing on the sidelines,
as this life passes me by
Fearing the day when it's my turn to die
© Emerian Mordrige 1997-2003 Email: darklives@sbcglobal.net