Poison

I can’t take it anymore.

Stop these voices.

The ones I can’t get rid of.

The ones in my head.

They whisper poison

Of the deadliest kind.

It stains my brain

And seeps through my veins

Till it reaches my heart

And destroys it.

Who am I?

Don’t ask me.

Just make them shut up.

Please, shut up.

My poison;

Self-hatred.

The End

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