23 July 2012
When darkness falls And I'm left alone The voice taunts and haunts Chills me to the bone.
It knows all my secrets All my fears and my guilt Wraps it's poison around me Like a soiled, rotten quilt.
Tells me my failings Reminds me I'm bad Tells me the reasons I don't deserve what I had.
But years battling this demon Have made me so strong I've learnt to control it Tamed and hidden where it belongs.
It's my Jiminy Cricket But rarely gives a little whistle Attacking not guiding Barbed and painful, my mental thistle.
It's not all bad As I've said before My inner voice Is part of my core.
During the day It's a friendly whisper in brain But during the night It tries to drive me insane.
My Voice • Opuss № I