inner battle
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The voices in my head get louder and stronger
They become more demanding and ruthless each day
Slowly ripping away at me and dragging me down
I live with a creature
Deep inside my chest.
It is made of shadow,
I can’t even beat it at my best.
This beast urges me to die,
Silence is my enemy
A true and worthy foe.
It reminds me of my pain,
And throws away my hope.
It enlists its deadly ally,
Words.Words.Words.Words.
All around us. Inside us. About us.
Biography. Why me? Because the words flow.
An Animal fights and claws at the lining of my soul.
Ripping inward to pull itself outward. Shadows