that two faced wicked second voice of my consciousness that doubts and twists the truth of all the good that comes to me
im a pretty enveloped guy when it comes to my brain. im an overthinker and i have whole conversations with my inner monologue. im in there alot of the time because theres alot on my mind alot of the time
but a secondary, far more bitter one appears when i least want it to, one that incites my terrible decisions, predatory thought patterns and hatred to myself and the world with me in it
its what fueled my pill problems, my itch to drink more these days (im not an alcoholic yet but ive gotten my hands on the grog a few times) and my own terrible self image
if i could pray, i would pray for it to be quiet
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