A sense of evil lurking around <br />I lay broken on the ground <br />Forgotten in this place <br />That has no grace <br />A voice telling me <br />To go get that knife <br />Don’t put up a fight <br />Just commit suicide tonight <br />You’re already all alone <br />You are dying inside <br />So just make yourself bleed <br />Everyone will be pleased <br />When you are dead <br />They have no need for you <br />In this world <br />So go get that knife <br />Take it down your arm <br />Go down the vain <br />It is one way to kill yourself <br />With less pain <br />Please just do it <br />They want to find you <br />In a puddle of blood <br />On the ice cold floor <br />As you lay there dead <br />The evil still fallows me <br />I just sit there and listen <br />Taking it all in <br />But I can’t decide <br />What I should do <br />Get that knife <br />Or just sit and listen<br /><br />Broken Hearts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evil-voices/
