Voices. Poem by Christian K. Montiel

Voices
Sometimes I let my mind fly away free like the wind that pass by my ears when I see the sea opening his mouth so he can eat the sad dawn of the day and I close my eyes.
Because tonight I will close my mind so I don’t have to hear this voices that are making me gone insane I can’t take it anymore this voices that come from the nowhere, I’m losing the sight of life that is front of me and I feel so lost on the world of darkness where I guess nobody is going to save me from this dark hole.
This dark hole where I can only hear this devilish voices calling me and the only thing I can do is pray for my soul so I can rest in peace on this dark sad hole and where they going to miss me but with the time they will forget about me.
(My prophecy of my own death)
By Christian montiel