Falling

Again and Again the voices laugh
Their menace taunting beyond measure
All I can do is scream once more--channelling out the pain
Relief lives not, dispersing quickly
Breathing painful as the tears sting my chest
Chaos consumes me entirely--swallows me whole
Shriek after shriek--normalcy eludes me still
How can this be real? How can torture pursue me relentlessly?
Pleads go unheard--ignored and overcome so brutally
I feel myself collapse, but all is in my head, right?
How do I know reality? Nothing exists--nothing but me and the voices
Vaguely I realize my actions, aware of the cool feel on my hand
Something is in my grasp--but what?
All I know are the violent trembles of horror--in mind and body
Demonic glee bounces around the walls of sanity
Noise escalates--deafening chaos encompasses my being--what is left
Slowly my senses return, signaling the end
I plead again to no avail
What is happening? I should see; feel; live
Only voices surround me as the cold touch upon my hand, warms
Screams reverberate past me: a game of hypocrisy
The sound reaches a crescendo and pauses briefly
Echoes of the past flit through my shredded soul--tearing apart the last fibers of my hope
For a moment it seems I can see--breathe--feel--life returns
The faces of those around me float in my peripheral vision
Their tears and contorted faces that seem to glide, perplex me
What are they dreading; hoping to stop?
A longing to comfort them consumes me, but then I realize it's me
It's always been me--they were right all along
The laughter cackles through my mind again--one last phrase repeating incessantly:
"You were never enough," and I know it's true, accepting the world in my head
Their faces dart out of sight to be replaced with darkness
The image consumes me whole as one sound ends all the pain