It's a war where you either die or win. If you die, you either haven't fight enough or simply gave up. If you win, you did your best and enough to finally beat it for good.
But what if you've been fighting against it for years and it's still there, in your life haunting your breathing soul and happiness until you're gone.
Until everything you ever had, ever wanted and ever tried to reach is gone.
People may say nice things to you, things you maybe want to hear. But when it happens, you don't hear it. You don't believe it. You can't believe it, because this voice tells you not to. All it says to you is; "You are pathetic" "Selfish idiot" "ugly, fat kid"
You only hear the things that aren't true. The things that only you believe. The things that break you inside out, leaves the tears on your pillow and makes the nights worse.
It's not you, it's the demon inside you.
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