Voices

Sometimes, they penetrate your mind and soul...

Why am I so afraid to walk in front of them?

Why am I so afraid that I'll fall?

Why am I so afraid of them laughing at me again?

Why am I afraid of it all?

Why do their words hurt like poison?

What did I do wrong to feel this way?

What did I do wrong to hear them,

Say every painful word that they say?

These voices deafen my thoughts,

They scare me to think that I'll fail

They force the tears out of my eyes,

And laugh when I scream and wail

These voices will stay forever,

Reaching out to bruise me again.

They will repeat their wicked melodies,

While I scream and cry tears like the rain. 

Author's Note

Not feeling very good today.

Reviews

[NMH]

This makes me think of both fear of people in a literal sense, but also fear of our inner critic. That inner voice can be so powerful and create so much fear and anxiety. You did a really good job of expressing that.