Note: First poem, so please review. Written at 2am in the throes of insomnia. About the voice in the back of your mind, fairly obviously. We all have one. They're quite annoying at times, but nice when you get lonely. Thank you to Chemically Induced for pushing me to post something.

I am the voice in the back of your mind

I am the scars that are easy to hide.

I am the words you hear in your bed

I am the voice in the back of your head.

I am the velvet flowing through your lips

I am the sharpness and bones in your hips.

I am the razorblade slitting the vein

I am the scar, the relief and the pain.

I am the innocence in your disguise

I am the hope and belief in your lie.

I am the breath taken as you revive

I am the one who will keep you alive.

I am the one who will help you be strong

I am the one who must right all your wrongs.

I am the voice that will always remain

I am the only thing keeping you sane.