The Voice

Basically about a person with seriously low self esteem, the voices he/she hears, and the way the person thinks.

The Voice

I hear this voice inside my head,

It speaks to me all night,

Why is it starting to fill me with dread?

And taking away my light.

 

It tells me I look vile,

It tells me I am thick,

Do I really have no style?

And am I really just a brick?

 

Why won’t he leave me alone?

This strange voice of mine,

 It’s tearing away at my bone,

And breaking my spine.

 

I’ve stopped looking in mirrors now,

They’ve started to haunt me,

It’s starting to kill me somehow,

But no one else hears my plea.

 

Who are you?

What do you want?

Give me a clue,

 

You begin to cackle,

The remarks start to stab,

Maybe you’re a jackal?

 

“No. I am you,” You answer,

“How can that be?” I ask.

“That voice inside your head,

Has just been you all along.”

Reviews

[Magdelena]

Finally, one I didn't answer.. Wow!!! This was amazing.. I loved the flow, the imagery, your wording. All! you brought forth a piece we all see, feel, hear, and sometimes, live, bravo!

Mags xx

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing tale in the poem. A lot of time we are our worst enemy. We see weaknesses and make them seem larger and ugly. The mind is stronger then most people understand. That is why it is important to feed the mind good things that allow us to see the good in a life. I like the ending. You create a outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[deeps]

I really enjoyed this write. The flow is amazing
and so is the rhyme...Very well done!

[Gypsy]

Well-wriiten! I very much like the flow of it, I can definitely connect to this!! Which is exactly what writers aim for when they write beautiful pieces like this one, to connect with their readers. Keep it up!! :)

[. serah .]

. absolutely brilliant ... and totally inspiring ... because it is usually this inner voice that bogs us down at one point or another ... bravo ! ...