This was a poem (if you can call it that) I wrote last year. It shows what I was up against when the voices tried to trick me: Don't be scared, he says, the spirit of insanity, don't be afraid, Listen to us, We'll take you well away, Won't be long now, they say, Your blood is sweet, You are innocent and pure, deserve a life with us, where your real friend's are, the insane, the ugly, We'll embrace you, hold you forever, hello, hello, where are you now? I don't know, I'm here, I can hear you! Can you hear me? Yes I am listening. We will embrace you whole, give US your spirit, We will set you free, like a bird, flying high, Spiritually, in the after life, Hell is good! Those dreams of yours will be true, Can't you feel it? It was given to you, no more pain, All you have to do is walk this way... I'll show you how it's done, Have no fear my darling 'my name', don't be afraid, We'll take you well away.