by dokurtybitz

It’s a whisper,
soft or Loud
I always hear,
Constant companion
Demon dancing upon on my shoulder,
I drown him out
Intoxicants flushing it
Off my shores,
‘Til she comes creeping back,
One hand upon my
Not today,
No lies for me today,
A daily mantra
That keeps it
At bay


One Comment to “-20.09.19_02:09-”

  1. You don’t accept those lies
    you’re doing a good job
    they want to take your life
    but it is too late for them
    you don’t let them creep in
    to gain your life back
    that’s a good way to begin.

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