When you live with the critic
It makes life more difficult
The roommate from hell
Who never applied for the space
Just moved on in
And won't shut the **** up

Looking over your shoulder
Pointing out
Everything your doing that's
Stupid and wrong
Turning the mirror into a
Toxic reflection pool
Telling scary stories
About who you've never been
&
Should have been

Insomnia & anxiety wrapped up
in a gigantic cringe,
a gift, no doubt.


The battle is a finger puzzle
The more you struggle
The more painfully stuck
You become

Continually looping
While trying to make it stop.

And it never does.

I don't listen to the critic much
any more
It comes and goes
And that's okay
With me
In the end
Peaceful acceptance is all I
Try to remember.