Voices Demons Tormentors

Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Out of it come countless demons
What is inside, what shouldn't be
Reaching, crawling, out the abyss
Groping and taunting, all around me
I cover my ears to their sneering and hissing
Behind me is a monster giggling
Whispering the words of fear to me
Still and standing, ears covered
Wanting the voices out, get out
Tormenting me, ceaseless torment
Telling me everything about me
I'm fat, my body's disgusting, he doesn't love me,
They left me, they lied to me, he hates me,
They changed, they don't care anymore
They don't understand me, I'm all alone.
I must hide it well
Though I don't try
No one knows
I wish they knew.
What should I do, turn to the blade
No, no no that didn't work
Starve, no, that doesn't work either.
What am I, but an endless heap of pain, mistakes
I feel I should be skin and bones,
Tiny and weak and scarred
To reflect what I feel inside.
Something good will come eventually
Who am I to hide. Does anyone out there care?
Who will hold me and say they get it, that they've been that exact place before?
Where am I?
Stop
These
Voices
They make me
Sleepless, broken, hateful, sad, depressed, hurt, lost, confused, frustrated, hopeless, afraid
I want to be the girl that stood against it all and came out on top at the end.
But I also want to give in and be that pathetic scarred and skinny creature,
Who just wanted to be happy.