Stealing moments and thoughts,
Pushing self defeating phrases into my head.
Whispering into my ears,
Lies of hypocrisy.
My worst enemy,
With me, every step,
Always at my side.
Tugging my heart,
“You are worthless”.
Every cruel, evil and unimaginable word,
Webster’s is at his disposal,
Word after thought after word.
Stop! I blurt with all the force I can muster.
Leave, hungry wolf!
I will not listen or believe these lies!
God loves me, I love me, and we are strong enough to cast you out.
This is a dark write, but I hope it is encouraging. We do not have to settle with our demons, we can defeat them!
If you do not conquer self, you will be conquered by self.
Know thy self, know thy enemy. A thousand battles, a thousand victories.
Much of your pain is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
There is only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that’s your own self.