Well, you may find this a bit weird. But, sometimes I keep hearing these voices in my head.
No, these voices don't sing me lullabies or the melodies with the angels floating around. No, they don't soothe my raging emotions and my overthinking thoughts.
Rather, these voices jostle me awake in the middle of the night. These voices makes me think that after all I'm not worthy enough to enjoy these little things of life.
This voice, it is like a cacophonous humming in the back of my head. This voice reminds me that I was left alon, out in this cold, cruel place.
I've cried for far too long and this voice still keeps reprimanding the hell out of me. Does this make me weak? No. It's just I've been strong for far too long and it's time I just give in.
Everyday, I tear my heart open to bury myself within, just so I can get to escape from this conundrum. Everyday, I hide myself within these walls I've built so long and high.
But, I can sense this flame that is flickering within these deep caverns of my heart. The flame that once illuminated the whole of my soul. I know the flame within has been snuffed out. I know this voice keeps blowing it off.
But, the voice doesn't comprehend that the flame can always be lit back up, again and again.