Brazen Whispers

Audacious

voice whispering in my ear

inside my mind

black

noxious

reminding me

over

time and time again

that no one loves me

no one really cares

that it is a farce.

Pulling the covers up

over my head

keeping the demons at bay

when really

I am paralyzed

with fear

anger

pain

rage

which keeps returning.

Every time that I think

that I truly believe I am free

that I have learned to control

to eliminate the damages done

I have not.

As I sit

tears rolling

slipping

from my eyes

desperate to assess

am I still sane?

Has my depression crept in

through the back door

to erupt

fully conscious

a boiling ebon beast

poised to sting

maul

attack

my sensibilities?

I do my best

always.

I let go of past pain.

Past hurts.

Past injustices.

I embrace my follies

my fallibility

my scars

trace a journey across my skin

etched in

reminding me how I am strong

how I can defeat

how goddamn it all

I can rise again.

I will not allow you to defeat me

wyvern

deep in the shadows

skulking

waiting

watching

for when my defenses are down

to strike.

I am stronger than you.

I am braver than you.

I will triumph.

I will never let you win.

©July 22/19

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