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17 november 2012

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Akasha
Akasha

I live by your words

I know how it feels to go to the point of fear,
When you have to escape
The breaking point,
Fragmentation of mind
I’ve experienced torture
Of the worst kind
Of body and of mind.
Now the voice who tortures me is my own
Your hateful voice stopped a long time ago.
 
I cannot ever forget your words
I live by them.
Destroying my own world
Piece by piece
I rip myself apart
The voice in my head is never quiet
You put it there
Now it runs riot
Its never quiet.
 
I live my life by your words
Project disaster
I'm terrified of myself
Of this voice.
The ultimate weapon
Catalyst to my own demise.
 
I live by your words
I cry
I live by your words
I lost the will to try
I live by your words
I slowly die
I live by your words
I hide
I live by your words
I end my life.

George Krokos
19 november 2012 at 17:57

Try to listen to the voice of your higher conscience through meditation and daily reflection in a quiet place. Cheers.

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