You hear the

Voices

Whispers

Telling me the

There's something rotting

In my brain

See

This when you losing me

This when I be medicating

Micro-dosing

Post traumatic

Keeps the voices silent

In the night

Whispers in the night

Telling me

Who to be

It's become

Unconventional

Glimpses of catastrophe's

Contemplating my death

Voices of the dead now haunting me!

They howl

Ramblings of a mad man

I can rest when I am dead

Ain't no rest for the wicked

I can sleep when I am dead

Try your best in this place

But you just dug your own grave

All your fears turn to reality

You can't flip the page now

Ain't no rest till you are dead

Insomniac

I can't rest

Till I plead the voices