Journal Entry #2: The Unreality of my Inner Voice

It usually starts with a hello followed by a “hi”

And then further with the normal pleasantries or greetings that normal beings would have in a normal conversation

However, this is not a normal conversation

Rather it is one where there are no pleasantries of any sort, just straight hijack of memories and unanswered questions floating around seeking attention

It should be one voice right?

Right and wrong, it is a myriad of voices speaking out loud yet whispering so low

Low enough to not disrupt normal activity

Loud enough to cause a madness in my mind

Let me not confuse you, as in all of this

It is still one voice

My voice

Buried in the crux and crevices of this thing called my mind.

O.