Voices

Driving into work

turning to music to drown

away these voices that 

are screaming 

in my head

When I park, 

I gather my voices and 

take them with me 

and put them 

on my desk 

to play with later

Later they come 

out to play, target on

my heart to throw 

their vicious words 

till I've had enough

These voices are

my worst enemy

for they are my own,

my own voice I hear 

asking relentlessly

"are you any good?"

Eyes well with tears

and sinking heart falls

deeper into the hole we 

climb out of, my voices 

and me, until we 

find a higher ground