Demonic Voices

I hear the voices laughing and jeering at me
Taunting me, making such fun of me
They are the demons of my mind and soul
Why can't these lurid ghosts set me free?

Possessing my very soul, they mock me
Driving me to do things I wouldn't even speak of
If only from them I could flee
Flying away on the wings of a dove.

They try to convince me of everything untrue
Awful things, evil things, things I would never think
Constantly hearing them for peace I yearn
They make the very essence of my soul burn.

Feeling as if they deplete all the energy from my core
Fighting them virtually impossible because I feel so weak
Controlling my every move hoping I'd make the wrong choice, if I dare
People say get help but what kind of help should I seek?

Seeking a cure didn't ever work
They would just talk louder to be heard
In the midst of my mind I think they will always be
I want them to leave and no longer lurk.