Insecurity,
the greatest foe
comes quickly with it's harshest blow
seeps into the mind
destroys the soul
questioning
criticizing
corrupting
slowly starts to eat away
that sense of self
that once did stay
it needs to stop
this internal pain
but, it's too strong
so what's the use?
with a sick desire for self-abuse
it's too strong
and so it wins
the brush is the blade
the canvas the skin

now it's started
really stared
that sense of self has truly parted
a new self image has overtaken
and thwarted the mind
so visibly shaken
it slowly starts to build a fence
an inland battle
does then commence