I can hear them all around.
The voices in my head.
Telling me to question you and everything you did.
Sometimes I listen and sometimes I turn away, but I can never turn them off, and change what I wish I had never said.
They like to stay within me, but sometimes they like to be heard.
Out loud in front of others or sometimes when we’re all alone.
I don’t know how they’ve grown so loud, or why they will not leave.
But they told me they were here to stay and that they’d never leave.