The Light in the Dark (Completed)

Voices

"You're a failure and everyone hates you," mumble the voices in my head.
"That's not true," I declare. "I'm doing my best, but that doesn't mean I'm a failure, and I know for a fact that I have a family and friends that love me. To say I'm a failure and everyone hates me is irrational."
And so, the voices in my head are silent. For a while.

"You'll never amount to anything," whisper the voices in my head.
"That's not true," I argue. "Just because I'm not doing as much as everyone else doesn't mean I'll never go far in life. To say that is irrational."
And so, the voices in my head are silent. For a while.

"You're just in the way of everyone's lives," say the voices in my head.
"That's not true," I retort. "I'm not 'in the way'. To say that is irrational."
And so, the voices in my head are silent. For a while.

"You don't deserve happiness," claim the voices in my head.
"That's not true," I reply. "To say that is irrational."
And so, the voices in my head are silent. For a while.

"You're not even trying," scoff the voices in my head.
"That's not true," I say quietly.
And so, the voices in my head are silent. For a while.

"You're so annoying and ugly and fat and lazy," hiss the voices in my head.
"No, I'm not," I whisper.
And so, the voices in my head are silent. For a while.

"You don't deserve love, and no one would care if you were gone," sneer the voices in my head.
"Please stop," I mumble.
And so, the voices in my head are silent. For a while.

"You're such a disappointment. Nobody wants to be around you because you're such a terrible person. All you ever do is mess up and cause problems. You don't even deserve to be alive," snarl the voices in my head.

This time,
I don't reply
to the voices in my head
because I know
they
are
right.