This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at SLU chapter.
Trigger Warning: implied s*icide
Another sunrise
Birds singing the same melody
Cup full of tea
Day getting started
But the Voices in my head
Just won’t stop
Another sunset
Birds going home
City full of ambitions
Dreams of a bright future
But the Voices in my head
Just won’t stop
They won’t stop
Their whispers
Their mumbling
Their silent prayers wishing
I did not exist
They won’t stop
Yelling I would be better off
Living beneath the earth
Where there would be no one else
Just me and the voices in my head
With peace