Voices Poem by Cherry Ann

Eyes downcast,
she walks on.
Walks through life,
she walks alone.
Where is everyone,
she wonders.
How do some people
love life? And
why can’t I?
Her mind tells her
to leave.
Leave this world,
it says,
why are you still here?
Go away.
No one loves you.
She pushes the voices
to the side.
They’re still there though.
Why? She wonders.
The voices grow.
They start to take forms.
She sees them,
sees them everywhere.
Relentless efforts.
She is slowly,
slowly giving up.
And suddenly,
she’s just done.
She gives into
the voices.
The voices that told
her to give up.
She does,
so she’s done.
All because of,
A mind full of,
Voices.