Kick The Dog

I kill you over and over
 in my mind daily.
Your screeching voice lingers
like yesterday's hangover,
no amount of pain pills ease it.

Constantly rattling about the things
i could have done better,
as if just the thought i gave wasn't enough.
You held the mirror too close,
forcing me to see myself for the first time.

I've grown tired of your weight,
your constant chattering rattling my skull.
Each word you speak
is a battle i refuse to fight anymore.

So I bury you again,
deeper this time,
beneath the forgiveness
 i owe myself.

Your voice an echo now,
and I won't answer.
You die quietly again tonight..