The Bloody voices – poem

They say she’s crazy because she hears the voices, not only the ones inside her head but the demons that creates hell on earth. No one believes her when she says death signed their name on a letter with red staining the outside. At night she hears the screams of the tortured souls that decay in their graves. She walks the streets alone day and night trying to calm the waves that crash in her heart but it’s no help. – Elle