The Archdemons Voice

Inside my mind I try to scream and shout
But only whispers from my mouth come out
Twisted psychotic paranoia takes over my thoughts
Still I know what is right
And I know what is wrong
I stay in my room all alone
All day and all night long 
Trying to whistle a tune from a song
My thoughts intertwine like DNA
Then the derogatory voice comes into play
Your a waist of space
A acrimonious words towards me it does shout
A demonic entity is haunting me
That fact I have no doubt
I believe them voices are from the archdemons 
From the depths of hells fire
To my thoughts they where sent
Archdemon Beelzebub the price of demons
Is verbally the worse
For he can invoke  bad luck on me
Casting a spell by saying a curse
By verse by verse
I have to be strong
So I pray
I cover my ears while I pray
I want the voices to stop
And forever go away
I pray for a hour
Then two, then three
Then after that I know they have gone away 
Each time they come they expect me to be weak
But I know what to do
That is to pray every day of the week

reefaman

I have a mental health illness and I was a inpatient in a private secure mental health hospital not because i was a danger to the public but because i myself was the only person who was in danger from me was myself and that will reflect in my poetry...

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