Voices

A dream- it couldn’t have been
For everything felt so real
And if my eyes were shut
Would not the anxiety be less
It happened in an instant
My hands still clinched tight
The knife now lying on the floor
Soaking in a pool of blood
An image in its own, so illusory
But it has to be a dream!
As I never felt connected to myself
My other arm clenching her body
Her now pale skin, becoming cool
Sliding away from me slowly
Too difficult now to embrace
I swear this to be a dream!
The world shall not be the same
For I lost everything in an instant
Voices in my head mocking me
Laughing at their unabridged control
This pathetic soul I am now
No, a dream this surely wasn’t
Through a clouded mind I now see
The voices, they always sleep at night
Oh- but on a horrific, fateful day
This was not the case to be