The Voices In My Head

we either stand ,and fight, or we are consumed by the darkness of the night ,as we lay alone in bed ,i cant help but answer the voices in my head ,so i go for a walk ,so noone here the voices and me talk ,they tell me im not cut out to live this life ,and i should end it all tonight, for morning i try to wait , the whole time the voices ,and i conversate ,so i cut myself to watch myself bleed ,love for myself is something that i need ,they make me feel hated ,and used ,as the days faded my body feels bruised ,to live or die ,i cant decide ,not one day goes by without the thought of suicide, in my head i feel constantly judged ,i push ,and push back at the voices ,but seems like they wont budge, im always sad i wish my life would end ,but life cant be that bad ,maybe the voices in my head just need a friend as life goes on, i learn to love myself ,and that the voices were bad for my health ,life is what it is ,you get the hand thats been dealt, some are better than other just learn to ask for help.