It's like a parasite, the devil on your shoulder,
Whispering faults, lies, deceits,
Waiting to watch you fail, to watch you crumble,
To see you break
It’s always there in the palm of your hand,
The depths of your soul, the back of your mind,
When you’re shaking, there are no breaks, no reprieve
When you’re crying, sweating, it’s always there
Try as you might, to rid the feeling,
It’s too late, too developed, like a tumor ever growing
“It’s your fault” it says “Just speak” it says,
“You made another mistake” it says
It whispers in your mind, waits, stalks,
Until the right time comes then it strikes
It makes you care too much, too hyperaware,
The eyes watching makes it worse
The noises made, he smells, the touch,
What you’ve done wrong, how they feel about you,
It never leaves, it hides, goes invisible,
Just until the next chance to strike
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 1:03 PM UTC
It's like a parasite, the devil on your shoulder,
Whispering faults, lies, deceits,
Waiting to watch you fail, to watch you crumble,
To see you break
It’s always there in the palm of your hand,
The depths of your soul, the back of your mind,
When you’re shaking, there are no breaks, no reprieve
When you’re crying, sweating, it’s always there
Try as you might, to rid the feeling,
It’s too late, too developed, like a tumor ever growing
“It’s your fault” it says “Just speak” it says,
“You made another mistake” it says
It whispers in your mind, waits, stalks,
Until the right time comes then it strikes
It makes you care too much, too hyperaware,
The eyes watching makes it worse
The noises made, he smells, the touch,
What you’ve done wrong, how they feel about you,
It never leaves, it hides, goes invisible,
Just until the next chance to strike