The Devil on Both Shoulders

It can be difficult to listen to the sounds that are around you when there is a gremlin on each shoulder, insisting on what you are to do.
Every day.
Squinting to see the light through the blackness of poisonous voices attacking my consciousness, it's still visible, I can still find my way home through their toxic groans.
I still know where I am, though it seems I am lost.
I'll just follow the light from the star in my heart.
I'm sure there's a way to silence the disgusting taste of these creatures' screeches in my ears,
but for now I have to tune them out, until they fade away.
With this veil of darkness slowly fraying,
I'll find my way.
Even if I'm left with the burning scar of each mental remark I've recalled since the beginning that's kept me from sincerely living up to this 22 years, I'll remember to keep a clear hear head when those evil thoughts pop up.
When those nasty monsters creep up.
It'll pass. They'll all pass.
Every day is a new one, and a new chance at life.
So as long as I aim toward the sunlight, I'll be alright.~
 
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