to the voice inside my head,
do you take pleasure in telling me that I am alone?
are you happy when my lungs collapse in on themselves and my eyes burn with tears and my hands shake?
when my voice shakes and I can't look you in the eye,
do you love it?
do you love how weak I am?
do you love how you make me feel?
Y O U are the reason i cannot speak in front of others.
Y O U are why i keep to myself,
telling me i am useless.
and not enough.
Please. I beg of you to stop, for I am too tired to go on anylonger.
the girl you haunt