The other voice....

Haven't you had enough...
Within and without?
Come to me now
let me take over
indulge a little
you deserve this...

Let the wild laughter loose,
the nails dig in,
the red flow,
the flesh tear.

Feels nice doesn't it?
to listen to me
and let that sane, reasoning voice die?

But was it my fault?
IS it my fault?

It doesn't matter anymore...

Is this right?
Its late...
I should go now,
they're worried.

NO!
Stay...
It doesn't matter
not tonight.

Feel the cool night breeze,
watch the empty streets...
Its not that late after all.

Ignore the calls,
let the pain sink in
stay awhile
you've decided to give in after so long...