Insidious Whispers
Shaking; insistent, constant whispers
Telling me lies that erode
All the confidence that I
Have struggled to build up
For my own well-being
Nervous; endless stream of whispers
Telling me that I will fail
No one will ever love me
All my happiness is nothing
A cruel lie
A joke from the Gods
Shattered; leaving nothing but whispers
Where a real person used to be
My own mind and heart lies
Keeping me in misery
My body betrays me
I betray my own love
With this hideous doubt
5/14/11
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I wrote this back in May, but it's happening again. It's worse now, actually, but I am working on it. One of the new medications that the doctor has me on is an anti-depressant, which is good, I suppose, but while it is getting into my system I am in a state of flux, which is never a happy thing. This is probably what the problem actually is...
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