
My demons tell me
I’m not enough
They rake burning shame across my skin
Hiss monologues of self-doubt
In the echo chamber of my ringing ears
They use your voice
Never silent
And they laugh
At the cleverness of their torture
-gws

My demons tell me
I’m not enough
They rake burning shame across my skin
Hiss monologues of self-doubt
In the echo chamber of my ringing ears
They use your voice
Never silent
And they laugh
At the cleverness of their torture
-gws
Love this! Very well-written and interesting to read. Thanks for sharing 🙂
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