Haunted Heart

It’s in the head The voices no one heard The screams and yelling of millions nerd Dragging bodies soak in blood on the ground The disgust only my heart could feel in dread Illusionary images on wall like pictures in frame Voices echoing from inside and outside It is absorbing yet intense Broken veins loosing blood to parasite Dead humans lying in stack Like chopstick As heart begin to race and breath is lost I begin to doubt If it’s the day of reckoning When all dead With or without soul come to life And bodies’ line in pack But how do I make my head and heart be in agreement To the creation of my false thinking