The fight within

Trying my hardest to resist listening to these cunning voices, the ones that are trying to convince me it’s all over.  Luckily, I’m on a rampage to destroy these devilish ideas from the start, and to remove the thoughts that are creating tears and that are tearing my brain apart. It seems like an endless fight where there is no referee. There is only going to be one winner, but both of the contenders are me. Although this isn’t the way I wanted it and even though I’m not even contemplating a forfeit  I’m afraid if I rest for too long it might make me vulnerable to defeat. It’s understandable. Striking with full force whilst screaming, at the foul-mouthed voice whispering in my ear I’m willing to rip off the faces of these fucking devils with my bare teeth to let them know how strong the pain I feel is, I’m going to show these spirits what the fucking deal is. Refusing to back down, I’m thankful for the strength that he gave to me and the only thing that can awaken me, is me, from these fucking demons that are trying to take me. No matter how many souls he has, “it’s never enough” and whilst I try my best to remove any doubt and any negativity coming from my mouth, it’s a gigantic task, but I’m willing to take them down and not let any of it break my stride. It’s time to put aside my pride and start solving the problem from the inside.