Nothing seems to make sense
And there's times when it feels like it never will.
If only the voices will quiet down enough in my head to let me think straight, I might be able to get through it all without damaging myself.
I don't want to be alone with them but even when I'm in a room full of people I'm always alone with these demons that whisper, shout and scream 'you are not worthy'
Forever my critics, forever my evil companions, forever my hidden secret, luring me into the abyss.
No one seems to realise I have my tormentors here with me, that I'm not a singular but a group, one woman made of flesh but four minds, each fighting for power over the rest.
So far I've kept that power for the most part, so far I'm mainly in control.....apart from those dark times when their influences have nearly won, nearly cost me everything.....
They will not win though, I have too much to live for. Too much that makes me want to stay in this reality; but they want to absorb me, to bring me into their reality, to the demon realm where evil has plans for me, for me to no longer tie myself to life but instead scream in death for eternity.....their words, not mine!
But I will continue on this earth, smiling on the outside, loving my family (which I do so so deeply) and seemingly live a life of peace (because that's truly what I want, for I love life) whilst my inner self fights away demons and celebrating the end of each day knowing I've not let them win, not today, not tomorrow, not ever........I hope.
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Psychotic Me.
Short StoryLet's play a game, let's see if the demons win today or if your state of mind survives to fight another day. Battling psychosis can tear your life apart, but which is harder, giving into the demons in your head that whisper to you and letting them...
