Voices

There are Voices. In my head In my heart Around me. Voices- Degrade me Humiliate me Hurt me Accuse me of my Worthlessness, Incompetence, Make me feel like SHIT, usually Sometimes the voices will -Seduce me with Affirmations of my intelligence, Beauty, Superiority over the rest -Soothe me With luscious positivities -Build me up to a breaking point of false hope This voice With magnificent power --Power to break me destroy me, inflate me, strip me of every minuscule ounce of self-confidence that has ever crossed my mind Every once in a while I am FREE of these voices with nothing but calm seas in my mind with some tiny idea of who I may be How liberating it is I feel ----FREE!----- Wild! --I am ME Who can I be? What exactly I am worthy of? Then there are no damn voices inside my head telling me what to do No taunts of society, eagerly revealing my flaws No twinge of panic when My Beast of Obsession Cannot be placated I am not free. Yet. until then, I will FIGHT. I WANT to be free. I want to be free. I want to be free more than anything.