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Whispers To You

Shh. Do you hear that?
Make sure you are listening in close, I'm only going to repeat this once. I'm saying this hushed now because its a secret and I only want you to know. Do you know why? Because you are the person I hold close, the one that I want to share things with. I know you won't tell a soul because if you did, you would betray my trust and once its gone you cannot get it back. 

Did you get it? Did you hear my message clearly. Please nod if you understand. I have a fear that what I say might scare you away. I only want to be honest with you. Know that my intentions are pure. I only mean to make you see,  to understand the voices in my head.

The ones that scream at me, I know that you cannot physically hear them but I would like for you to know what they say. The dark things they tell me to do. The desperation in their voices when I fight back. Its consuming me. 

Please don't turn away, like I'm a freak, I'm only human and I cannot help it. I'm fighting to stop it. The evil before it swallows me and the person you once knew is gone. Can't you see that I'm trying? Physically I am breathing, in and out like the tide, but in my mind, there is a war. A war between what I SHOULD DO and what NEEDS TO BE DONE. It's not fair, I feel alone. 

Do you understand? Am I making sense because if you can't understand then I am truly forever alone with my thoughts. Is that even normal? To struggle alone?Oh how I wish that you would answer so I wont be a fool. I have shocked you into silence haven't I? I can tell.. That tends to happen a lot when I let the TRUTH come out.

That is why whispering to you is easier because you cannot judge me, if you can't hear. 
See you are the reflection of myself. The only one that understands that I am crying out in pain, for help. For someone to see how broken I am on the inside. Oh how foolish I am for thinking you would listen! What will it take for you to realize that I need you. Can you promise that you will always be there? You are after all apart of me. 

I'm starting to see, I think I see it clearly now. When there is no one else, you will be there. Because I am you and you are me and we'll always be together.
Yes. That's it. Hello! I'm finally done whispering. You can hear them too.  The Voices. We can work through this as one.
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