They say the devil sits on the left
And the angel to the right.
All I hear is you on both sides
Whispering loudly through the night.
You'll never be satisfied while you're in control,
"Just one more, and another and another."
"That's not good enough", you say.
"Do it again, but get the other."
Though I know I should get help
And I can't beat you on my own
I hide you down, cover you up,
Tell no one and face you alone.
Visible scars are the only proof of your existence
And my friends and family don't know you're real
But every moment I spend alone
You grow until you're all I can feel.
Five long years you've clutched my fingers
Demanding that I obey.
The time has come for you to leave.
Your control on me stops today.
I know it won't be easy.
You will come and go for a time
But listen close when I say
Only I own this life of mine.
- shame
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Poetrytw: mentions of s*lf h*rm, s**cide, mental health disorders. This might not be any good but I need a place to put everything.
