an enemy with lies,
so treacherous,
yet all you feel
is awfully too real,
so you're damn lost
in it's whispers
of what's going on!
There is no hiding,
can't silence those vile words,
it's your own mind,
no chance of running out
from this place horrid
that it has now described!
All worries, all the pain,
the symptoms,
self proclaimed,
nothing but a phantom
who's plaguing
on your soul!
If only you could silence,
even for a second,
them damaged thoughts!
