i don't know why but the voices are there to haunt me in the night eternally leaving only the thought of regression of self through the creation of fantasy to cope with reality

I don’t know why I keep hearing them, but I can feel them inside me, like they’re part of my soul and I can’t get rid of them.

I feel them inside me like they’re part of me.

I can’t get rid of them no matter what.

They’re like my personal demons.