Malcolm – a poem

CW: self harm & suicide

You are a silent whisper
A silent scream
The man who haunts me
The man who tells me to die.

You are vicious
A nasty voice
The man I cannot escape
The man who is with me everywhere.

You are clever
A manipulative voice
The man who makes me cut open my arm
The man who makes me tie the noose.

You are Malcolm
A voice so loud, a man so visible
Yet only to me
For no one else has ever seen or heard you.