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It has been almost a year

Been on the road running in fear.

So much has happened in this time.

Hoping and praying that soon I will be fine.

Thinking my family would be better off without me.

Only wanting the voices to let me be.

Lost with only the voices in my head.

Really just wishing I was dead.

With so many in my mind at one time.

Hearing them say things so unkind.

Finally home and in my own bed.

Wish it would stop the voices in my head.

Written By: Heather Cole

Voices Interupting

Voices Interrupting

Sitting and listening to them all

Just want to smash my head into a wall

Unsure of which one is right

They are always trying to fight

I wonder off into the unknown

Later realizing I am not at home

The voices are still in my head

Making me wish I was dead

Why cant they just go away

I pray for their silence everyday

Still they keep telling me to end my worthless life

To go ahead and grab the knife

As I look down at my feet in tears

I see a cliff that is near

Why didn't I think of this before

You guys wont bother me anymore

I leap off and finally feel free

No more voices taunting me

Heather Cole

Feb 2018

My Unmedicated Mind

My Unmedicated Mind

Heather is not here today.

I am here to help her get away.

Her past is pushing up in her mind.

I hid her somewhere she could not find.

She was doing good again in denial.

But once again she heard the voices after while.

I told her to stop writing them for all to see.

That is how you came to meet me.

Now she feels like running away.

And I am here to make her stay.

All the years we have helped her cope.

Giving her a sense of hope.

Im fighting with her to rest a bit.

I fear she is not ready and she may split.

I know you were only trying to help her dear.

Be ready when she wakes in fear.

You may see a strong woman there.

I see shes week and needs me here.

Maybe you are abl to help her heal now.

FINE! I will let her come out and talk for now.

Written By: Heather Cole