Written by a good friend, Justin Showalter
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Tonight before I go to sleep,
There is a struggle between my mind and me.
I choose to write it down for you to read,
Although you may not understand the battle within me.

My mind tells me i'm not good enough,
But I know I have to keep my head up.
When my mind tells me, "What's a few cuts?"
I know i'm being too tough, I need to lighten up.
My mind speaks again, taunting, "too tough?"
I reply, "I won't give in, NO CUTS!"
I can't drown out the whispers,
"I know you don't trust anyone,
But you can surely trust us."

As I fight off one thought,
There appears another.
I turn away fearful, bothered,
But I know I need to fight.
This pain is only a part of life,
I hear in my head again,
"Just come with us, we’re the ones you can trust"

I get confused
About what I should do,
I scream, but the words won't come out.
They have taken my voice,
They won't let me make a sound.
If I can't cry out for help,
Then they've got me isolated, alone.

So am I my own worst enemy,
Or is it the Voices screaming inside me?