The Voice Poem by Noah Body

The Voice



Inside me there is this voice
That seeks to end all choice

It tells me I'm no good
And end it I should

It harps on all my wrongs
Ending all of my songs

It says I deserve the pain
Standing out in the rain

Tear drops fall forever

Sunday, October 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 11 October 2015

Don't listen to the voice. You're better than the voice tells you. Well written.

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Tony Karas 11 October 2015

Thank you. The voice is strident and hard to resist. But I try.

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Edward Kofi Louis 11 October 2015

The voice and, the choice! With the mus eof life. Nice piece.

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Tony Karas 11 October 2015

Thank you.

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