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