My Naysayer

Well, now you can't say I've left this site now, can you?

Well, even though I'm online as often now, I have not forgotten about my poems. I wrote this hoping I would feel better about myself, and I can say I have.

I can hear you, you know,

The ominous voice in my head,

Will you please just shut up now,

 And stop torturing the mind you've ensnared.

 

You keep saying I can’t

That I’ll never do it right.

And that I’m too stupid to learn,

That I’ll never be anything in my life.

 

For once, I believed you,

Depressed, as I am.

But now, I stand up to you,

And prove that I can make my stand.

 

I remember, when you yell at me,

To just give up and leave.

But now, I know lots better,

Not to lie down and grieve.

 

Now, I’m in control.

There’s nothing you can say to bend my will.

You tore me down and broke me,

But I’m back, hungry for the kill.

 

I know you’ll never apologize,

Or ask to mend you ways,

But really none matters, no more,

I’m finally out of your bloody maze.

 

So I’m not backing down,

Oh, stop the pathetic trying,

I’m my own commander now,

Ooh, is that you crying?

 

Yes, at least now I’m happy.

Appreciating all I have,

No more trying too  hard,

Or pushing too bloody far,

 Because I’m my own vanguard now,

Like it or not.

There’s no way you can break my vow.

Author's Note

Wrote this originally with the intention of making me feel better. Oh well...