I'm fearful of this voice I hear.
It's hard on me as it tears away the smile on my face and kills the cheer in my soul.
It leaves me no room to breathe and sets boundaries to which I can not overcome.
It limits me to a time and place, telling me that I can't be strong so long as I live, and can't be loved so long as I look this way.
I beg for a release yet it continues to stab burning thoughts and words into my heart, seizing every opportunity to put me down and remind me of others who've done better.
It's odd because I still wake up each morning and walk these streets showing no signs of pain.
I still talk to those around me, them unaware of the darkness I face. I persevere. Because I'm stronger. Stronger than this voice. This voice in my head.

~ Bannan

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