I want to talk
I want to tell
I want to share

Share about this pain in my heart
The aching of my soul

But I don’t
I keep it bottled up
So full I fear it will explode
Shatter into a million pieces
Scattered around me
Like the wreckage,
Or aftermath of a war

A war against myself
Long fought
But I don’t think I’m winning

Most days I feel as if I will always be losing
Losing myself

Phantom whispers caress me
Their volatile words shock me
The painful spasms of my heart
beat in time with my thoughts
swarmed in fears

Fears that I am not good enough
That all that I am, will never be enough

These fears take form
Until they are all that I can see

When I look in the mirror
I won’t even see me​