The Archdemons Voice

Inside my mind I try to scream and shout But only whispers from my mouth come out Twisted psychotic paranoia takes over my thoughts Still I know what is right And I know what is wrong I stay in my room all alone All day and all night long Trying to whistle a tune from a song My thoughts intertwine like DNA Then the derogatory voice comes into play Your a waist of space A acrimonious words towards me it does shout A demonic entity is haunting me That fact I have no doubt I believe them voices are from the archdemons From the depths of hells fire To my thoughts they where sent Archdemon Beelzebub the price of demons Is verbally the worse For he can invoke bad luck on me Casting a spell by saying a curse By verse by verse I have to be strong So I pray I cover my ears while I pray I want the voices to stop And forever go away I pray for a hour Then two, then three Then after that I know they have gone away Each time they come they expect me to be weak But I know what to do That is to pray every day of the week

reefaman

I have a mental health illness and I was a inpatient in a private secure mental health hospital not because i was a danger to the public but because i myself was the only person who was in danger from me was myself and that will reflect in my poetry...

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