The Voice of The Woman

I hear her in my head
I see her standing next to me at night
I feel her watching me

There is a voice that tells me I am nothing
I have never met her
But I know her
I see her shadow looking down at me as she yells at me

She tells me I’m nothing
She tells me I will always be nothing
She tells me I’m not good enough

She is not a voice in my head, but something I created
She was made by me
Only I can get rid of her
Only I can let her go and destroy the next victim

Dream

A Dream, a vision of my future,
A wish, a hope,
Clearest when my eyes are closed
and dark and blurry later.
A thought, A peaceful death
A thousand spotlights, No audience.
A thousand heads, No bodies.
Taking turns pushing ourselves away,
Reality fades.
A dream, a vision of my future,
The night but still the day,
The northern lights are rainbows now,
Notice how painted we look,
In a pool 15 feet deep
Too dangerous to jump in.
My enemies push me under,
But still I can breathe.
A dream, A vision of my future
I am excepted to a place if you are excepted.
We are dying
Building a horrible thing,
How do I explain it?
Nobody understands.
Too advanced, too strange,
Nobody understands.
Is this the end?
Nobody understands.
Why does it end like this?
Nobody understands.