Voices

Voices in my head
Always telling me things
Facts that I don’t know
Reasons that I can’t see
Embed in the eerie corners
Always devoid of light
A clear conscience not ready

Conflicting realities leave a trail
Leave me cold in the dark
Leading to a different way
A different sense of being
Things I believe in
Gone for a toss
Making me look frail
More than I am

Craving calmly,
For something unknown
Looking outside
And inside the own
Never ending stairways
Lead me nowhere
Feel, I’ve moved
But I’ve regressed.