The Voice No One Knows [On Hold]

The Subtle Voice of SD&SH

In the silence of the night, whispers echo in my mind,
Voices of self-doubt and self-harm, cruel and unkind.
They linger like shadows, haunting my every thought,
Chains that bind me in a prison of fear, tightly wrought.

I try to hide from them, to drown them out with noise,
But they persist, a constant reminder of my inner voice.
They tell me I'm not enough, that I'll never succeed,
That I'm not worthy of love, that I'll always be in need.

I go against them, with all that I can muster,
But they chip away at me, like a relentless bluster.
They feed on my insecurities, my weaknesses exposed,
And I feel myself slipping, my spirit decomposed.

But deep within me, there lies a flicker of hope,
A light that refuses to dim, a way for me to cope.
I reach for it, grasping at its fragile flame,
And slowly, ever so slowly, I begin to reclaim.

I face my demons head-on, staring them down,
Refusing to let them take me, to make me drown.
I rise above the self-doubt, the self-harm's cruel sting,
And find the strength within me, to spread my wings.

I am more than the voices that seek to bring me low,
I am a warrior, a survivor, a force to be reckoned with, I know.
So I'll stand tall, in the face of darkness and despair,
And embrace the voice of self-love, banishing all doubt and care.

For in the depths of my soul, there lies a power untold,
A strength that will carry me through, a victory bold.
I am the master of my fate, the captain of my soul,
And I will overcome, for in me, the true voice of self-control.