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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Battle within my Mind Day by day I live my life Somehow, someway Filled with toil and strife You're back again That little voice Oh what a strain When I wish to rejoice I'm pulled back down To a very dark place Is this what it feels like to drown? I feel like I've vanished without a trace Some never know The battle I face inside Oh how I wish to show My sadness on the outside That little voice makes me feel small When all I wish is to feel tall My anxiousness fills me with shame I wish to conquer it, to make it tame It seems like when I take one step forward The little voice makes me take two steps back I wish I had some defence, a shield, a ward As all that agony within begins to stack That smug little voice whispers within my ears "You're worthless," and plays upon all my fears "Nobody loves you and nobody will", The voice cries out with glee I try to drown it out and make it still, How I wish that voice would just flee. Sometimes I message all my friends, As the voice whispers it'll never be. One minute, a few days, my hearts begins to rend I wait for the response, with loneliness inside. As the voice taunts "I told you so", viciously At times I feel so weak to the voice, and so I try to hide I feel its smugness whenever it feels victory To make things worse, that sound within my mind Is the melody I hear daily, of my own voice Being used to put me in a miserable bind At times, it seems like I have no choice Paralyzed inside and don't know how to move As I seemingly dance to the voice's groove Oh how I wish to purge it, and leave it all behind But sadly, I cannot run from the battle within my mind.
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