The war against evil
Is a fight that can never be won
but must always be fought.
The Turmoil Within
Ugly, fat,faggot,dweeb and idiot
are just some of the words he hears,
Hate, Hate and more Hate, never a nice comment given
There are cries and sobs while he hides himself away.
His friends know something is wrong
But never a word is spoken.
The words pounding through his head
And leaking into his consciousness
Do they not realize
or Do they not care
About how their words affect his mind state.
His nightmares cease his sleep
And his reflection deteriorates his feed.
His friends start to worry
and ask what is wrong
Yet he is good at acting
and soon their worries are gone.
They're all his mind thinks bout now
As he holds everything within
For his eternal, inner turmoil is never ending.
YOU ARE READING
The Voices In My Head
Poetry*TRIGGER WARNING* These are all Poems written by me though not all are about me
