Little Red Book


the voices in my head

the voices in my head
aren't talking to me any more
and the silence is a sound
that's hard to bear

i'm adrift again
afloat upon a sea of
bad ideas
with no hope
and no horizon anywhere

the was one
who used to tell me where to walk
there was another
who would tell me what to say
when i got there

a third would keep me laughing
with his silly jokes and banter
and a fourth who would do little
but just swear

a fifth was mostly silent
when he spoke the others listened
if i caught him
i would stop and listen too

if i understood
a word he said
i counted myself lucky

but i knew somehow
that all he said was true

the voices in my head
have all gone quiet now
it's eerie
and i'm lonely like i've never been before

guess i drank them to submission
or i smoked them all away
no really
i don't hear those voices any more...


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Voices In My Head by Wayne Myers