Your voice echoed in my mind
words you never even spoke.
Things so cruel and so unkind,
In your exact inflection and tone.
It grew louder in the silence,
Mocked my insecurities and fears
and when faced with my defiance
It just drummed louder in my ears.
I became so used to these words
That one's from your lips seemed so false.
I lost all trust in what I heard
From outside my mind's own walls.
I thought I was a mind-reader
And I could read you like a book.
But now that it's all over
I know my own mind was the crook.
Mar 29, 2021
Mar 29, 2021 at 5:34 PM UTC
Your voice echoed in my mind
words you never even spoke.
Things so cruel and so unkind,
In your exact inflection and tone.
It grew louder in the silence,
Mocked my insecurities and fears
and when faced with my defiance
It just drummed louder in my ears.
I became so used to these words
That one's from your lips seemed so false.
I lost all trust in what I heard
From outside my mind's own walls.
I thought I was a mind-reader
And I could read you like a book.
But now that it's all over
I know my own mind was the crook.
Self sabotage is a *****
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