i hear it constantly
whispering sweet nothingsit wont let me speak
i am at its mercy as it does nothing but critiqueit tells me im as worthless as a dime
but also that im beautiful all the damn timeit has been there for me through thick and thin
picking me up before dropping me as i spinit says that in secret no one likes me
and that im a fool as it is clear to seeit creates self loathing as well as self doubt
and always makes me think twice before i open my mouthit riddles me with anger until all i see is red
and makes me wish the voice would be deadbut then when i was at my lowest
and had been deserted time and time againtossed 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 themso 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 ⭐◾⭐...