I Listen
To the voice in my head,
That never shuts up,
Telling me I'm not good enough;
That I'd never amount to anything.
I listen,
When it keeps me up at night,
Keeping me awake,
Because I know,
The moment I close my eyes...
My darkest fears come to life.
I listen,
When it compares me to everyone I know,
Highlighting my insecurities,
Beating me down...
Until I'm just an empty shell.
I listen,
Because there's no distraction,
Nothing to help me escape...
The ceaseless chatter in my head.
Copyright © Nana Apoakwah | Year Posted 2023
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