An Endless Strife

This was such a good section of poetry when I wrote this. o_o

These voices don't kid me
They allow me to see
What I don't want to believe
And taking away my reprieve
They grow louder with every insult
And the tears on my cheeks are the result
These cold and hateful things they say
I only wish I was not so broken, a child's play
Then I'd have a fighting chance
My heart beats around in an unsteady dance
It's torn, it's broken, scarred and bruised
Crushed and smashed, it's only used
Following you around like a marionette
My strings have not been severed yet
When the voices speak to me
Never allowing this heart or mind to be free
Trying to release me from this prison
To the demented voices I listen
Who tell me what to do or say
How to act in their special way
And the more about it I think and think
They want to give me a poison I can drink
Some medications to get me high
And they keep telling their tempting lie
And I believe them, day after day
While my state of mind starts to decay
I hear the whispers that they speak
You are ugly, you are fat, a mutated freak
You have no purpose, and you're not worth it
I try not to give in, I try not to quit
These voices will not cause me to bend
For they are only a mind's pretend
And each and every day I live my life
I will listen to these words, an Endless strife

Author's Note

Older...
February this year.

Reviews

[caleb]

wow!

I'll give a longer review later!

[dead man talking]

fancy rhyming ooh i say me likes this mate