Dark whisperings
Incessant chanting
Echo in my head
My thoughts supplanting
They chop down
The tree of my esteem
And smear mud all over
The paintings of my inner dreams
The words repeat
Until they make me sing
Their wretched tune
Like church bells ring
They’ve built their case
Convinced me they were true
Said they were mirrors
Said ‘We’re revealing the real you’
I bore their scars
On my mind for so long
Until You showed me my worth
And proved them wrong
Cruel Words


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