i hear it constantly
whispering sweet nothings
it wont let me speak
i am at its mercy as it does nothing but critique
it tells me im as worthless as a dime
but also that im beautiful all the damn time
it has been there for me through thick and thin
picking me up before dropping me as i spin
it says that in secret no one likes me
and that im a fool as it is clear to see
it creates self loathing as well as self doubt
and always makes me think twice before i open my mouth
it riddles me with anger until all i see is red
and makes me wish the voice would be dead
but then when i was at my lowest
and had been deserted time and time again
tossed away and stamped on
by the people i had originally thought were my friends
the voice picked me up and told me
that we didnt need them
so even though it once filled me with dread
I've learnt to love the voice in my head
YOU ARE READING
flutter
Poetryhis cruel words were said without stutter as he left me alone without giving me the chance to even mutter so all i can do now is pick my torn apart heart out of the gutter as i spread my singed wings in the hopes to grasp the clouds as i flutter ⭐◾⭐...
