Devil and His Minion Speak Again

Their words throb through my head,
They scream and whisper..
Sometimes get out and make me
Believe they are behind me.
They laugh and cry,
They tell me
Everyone wants me to die.
They tell me I'm
Not what I was supposed to be..
They call me a dirty slut,
And a bad influence..
They say I'm useless
And I will never
Have any form of love.
They tell me I am
A pathetic child who
Will never be found..
They argue and keep me awake.
They won't leave..
It gets worse,
Because they will appear in a form..
And they mock and hurt even more.
These demons will
Do whatever it takes to get me to
Listen.. And I believe them..
I can't find the
Voice who saved me from
Them anymore.. It left..
Now what did they ask me to
Do? "Look into our eyes,
Listen to our cries. And you will
No longer have any pain physically. You
Will be freed."... Even
Though I know only half is true..
I really want to and be done with it.
I will confess.. I'm scared, and I
Wish I could here the good voice
Again, and be relieved
Of their agonizing words..
But I don't know where it left to..
I'll turn to them then..
And let it all end.