Sometimes… It’s hard to move. It’s hard to talk. It’s hard to think. But I force myself awake and go through the same routines. Getting up and ready for what today has to throw at me- It’s not fun… It never is. There’s a dark monster that holds me back and I can’t move forward- I can only look on at all my mistakes- My failures- And what I can never amount to. He holds me in place like a binding python around my body. He tells me lies and tries to scare me.
“You’ll never be as good as them. You’ll never be as pretty as her. You look ugly in that. You’ll never be as smart as him. You’ll never be loved.” Echoes from him, in my brain.
He wants me to go down, but I’m not gonna. Why? Because I DON’T LISTEN TO MY DEMONS! I know that he is not real, I know I can’t let him get me down.
He wants me to crack and break under the pressure- But I won’t. He doesn’t know yet that he cannot win this war. He thinks he knows best, and he knows all, but HE. DOES. NOT!
I’m stronger than my demons, he doesn’t scare me anymore! I take a stand now, for all I hold dear- And shun these thoughts from my mind! I am STRONGER than he, I am GREATER than he… Because I am ME.