the voicesA Poem by newyearnormathe demons in the night time for more fun they come for me just as i knew they would they are here every night whispers in my head the doubts they like to plant whipsering words of self doubt and worry you are not good enough they say your not pretty enough to ever be the high point in anyone's day
i try to block them out squeezing my eyes shut whisper prayers to who , i have no idea saying your wrong i have value
but how do you block out voices that never stop? that are never ending the voices the echo around in my head
will i ever be free? do i even deserve to be?
© 2011 newyearnormaAuthor's Note
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