Paranoia

Turn your back
Hide your face
Keep them from
Your secret place
Warns the voice
That burns within
Cloak them from
Your secret sin.

All despise you
None are true
The voice it comes
To torture you.
Push them back
None get close
Raging emotions
Plague you most

Quote the voice
That burns within
None are for you
All a ‘gin.
All are enemies
None are friends.

Darkness loves you
Light repels
Come to love
Your little cell
Warm and safe
In your mind
Do not mix
With your kind.

Secret thoughts
In your head
Do they really
Want you dead
Taunts the voice
You know well
Whispering from
Your secret hell.

Quote the voice
That burns within
None are for you
All a’ gin.
All are enemies
None are friends.

Meet the blackness
Eye to eye
Never stop to
Question why
Struggle eternal
Yearn for peace
Try to tame
The primal beast

Voices whispering
Not so loud
Something lifts
The stifling cloud
Deeds undone
Misery passes
Now you’re safe
Join the masses

Quote the voice
That flickers within
Some are for you
Not a ‘gin.
Few are enemies
But which are friends?

© LG Meadows