The noises are the voices are the demons in My head
And they appeared to me when I started questioning the dead.
I drowned them out and closed My eyes
But they would not wither
I swallowed pills and drank alcohol
Until it stopped My liver.
But as ever it came as no surprise
The answer was always there right behind My eyes.
All I had to do was calm down and in time
I would realise that with that I'd be just fine.
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