The voices are gone
the doubt, the fear,
the shame, the hatred
all that is left..is me
the silence has begun
I sit here, alone in a
crowd, fighting the urge
to scream. My fight has
just begun, my misery
ready to pounce but
I am ready.
Day after day I fight
to keep my sanity
and hold on to who
I am. And day after
day my demons fall.
Slowly the sensations
dim, the battle is coming
to a close, the war will
go on but this time there
is hope that healing can
begin.
I see the path ahead of
me, it’s a path of love,
wisdom and an understanding
of ones self. Theone'sence
has ended and my voice is
ready.
Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 5:25 PM UTC
The voices are gone
the doubt, the fear,
the shame, the hatred
all that is left..is me
the silence has begun
I sit here, alone in a
crowd, fighting the urge
to scream. My fight has
just begun, my misery
ready to pounce but
I am ready.
Day after day I fight
to keep my sanity
and hold on to who
I am. And day after
day my demons fall.
Slowly the sensations
dim, the battle is coming
to a close, the war will
go on but this time there
is hope that healing can
begin.
I see the path ahead of
me, it’s a path of love,
wisdom and an understanding
of ones self. Theone'sence
has ended and my voice is
ready.
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