Voices

Voices sworm my head like a wasp nest
Talking to me and each other all at once
Wich one is mine
How do I identify it I'll never know
Some angry some dark a few positive
Some bipolar
I use to let these voices control me
I'd here them I'd follow
I'm there deciple
I'm in prison in my mind
Corrupt  thoughts
It's like angels and demons battling in my head and at the same time
Prophets historical views and more
It's a whole community
A whole world and I'm there puppet
There vessel
Some times it feels like a lighting storm a blizzard a rainy day
Other times a bug fight
Then there is that one curious voice who wants answers
As I've gotten older It's been less commotion
But more demanding and stressful
Will I ever be normal
Is there a normal
Or is this it
Only my voices will tell in time