TW: hearing voices, intrusive thoughts
The voice,
It gets louder,
And louder,
And louder.
The deeper you sink,
The louder it gets,
The harder it is to control,
It screams at you,
Telling you what a failure you are,
Reminding you of all your mistakes,
Giving you visuals of different things,
Violent things.
Disturbing things.
Images you wish you were never able to picture,
A depiction that makes you believe you are crazy,
You try and scream back,
But it shuts you out.
It tells you that you will never defeat them,
You will never break free from their grasp,
Some of us stop trying,
Yet some of us continue,
We push on and on until our voice is louder,
Louder than the voice that tells us wrong.
And although that voice will always be there,
Screaming out,
It will get quieter,
So quiet that you may not even hear it.
To those of us who kept pushing forward,
Let us help the fallen ones who have stopped pushing,
Help them get back up,
And shut out their voices.
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