Contemplation
Brings confrontation
To things that I try to walk away from
Afraid of Possibilities
Lack of faith in positivity
Approaching the voice in my head quietly and timidly
Only to shout frantic in panic
When my subconscious comes to visit me
The conversations in my head leave me trapped in endless soliloquy
Although I fear the imp
Is it possible?
Is it me?
The voice I’m fighting and try to silence
May it’s only job be to mimic me?
God or Satan
Is it he?
Angels, Demons, entities
Trying to get to me?
Through trickery?
Or maybe I’m fighting , trying to win against my complexities and the solution is simplicity
I should let these things just pass, I can’t let these thoughts get to me
The only power these things have is access I allow to my energy
So m̸a̸y̸b̸e̸ instead of blocking him out
I now say,
I love you
There’s nothing wrong with you
To the inner me
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