What do I feel? Is it pain?
What is knowledge, Is it useful to my brain?
and what is experience, do i need it to survive?
Where is God amongst this animosity?
wA tearful bliss
a heart felt sympathy
A plea-full cry splits through my brain
When will my life be the same again.
Little brother don’t you see
Chaos, evil, the darkness in me
Little brother don’t you hear?
the voices, they will kill me I swear.
Stop the voices I shriek with a sigh
they will never end, until I end myself.
- Danielle Parrish