There are Voices.
In my head
In my heart
Around me.

Voices-
Degrade me
Humiliate me
Hurt me
Accuse me of my
Worthlessness,
Incompetence,
Make me feel like SHIT,
usually

Sometimes the voices will
-Seduce me with
Affirmations of my intelligence,
Beauty,
Superiority over the rest
-Soothe me
With luscious positivities
-Build me up to
a breaking point of false hope

This voice
With magnificent power
--Power to break me
destroy me,
inflate me,
strip me of every minuscule ounce of self-confidence that has ever crossed my mind

Every once in a while
I am FREE of these voices
with nothing but calm seas in my mind
with some tiny idea of who I may be
How liberating it is
I feel ----FREE!-----
Wild!
--I am ME
Who can I be? What exactly I am worthy of?

Then there are no damn voices inside my head telling me what to do
No taunts of society, eagerly revealing my flaws
No twinge of panic when
My Beast of Obsession
Cannot be placated

I am not free.
Yet.
until then,
I will FIGHT.
I WANT to be free.
I want to be free.
I want to be free more than anything.