I can't take it

they keep appearing they won't stop. I finally think there done then they appear again. The shadows. The voices. I need to kill again I can't stop I can't I can't I can't. The sound of the flesh ripping open, the screams the screams of the torture. the feeling of the knife going in and tearing as blood gushes out. It brings me life. I can't I won't stop the voices won't let me. I keep seeing them at night in my room and hearing them they won't stop talking to me.