Whispers In The Night

The whispers come in the night,
rebuking everything you are
and everything you've done
"You did that wrong."
"You didn't do that good enough"
"Why bother trying?
You're never get anywhere"

From an un-foreign place
you hear the criticism.
Nobody's perfect,
but you feel like you're
the least imperfect one alive

"Nothing you do is good enough.
You'll never be good enough for anyone.
Why bother trying?
You're wasting your time."

Repeating the same lines
you've heard in your mind for years,
nothing you do can change it.

In your broken sense of truth,
you believe what the whispers say
falling deeper into the hole of depression
that all your mistakes
and screw ups have lead you to

"Don't bother anyone with your problems,
you're just a hassle anyway.
No, don't open up, they don't care."

Over and over and over again
your mind is filled with lies.
Your own heart is turned against you
there's nothing you can do
to stop this destruction"

You toss and turn in your bed,
unable to get any relaxation,
your imperfections and mistakes
keep you up all night,
you're unable to forget,
unable to forgive.

"God doesn't care anymore.
You messed up too many times.
Even He can't repair you,
what hope do you have?
How hopeless can you really be?
The cross isn't for you.
Don't even think about it."

You live with these whispers
and you struggle with them,
and try to push all the whispers away,
but in the end, they reappear,
right when you screw up again
There's nowhere to turn, so you'll stay in the hole
that you allowed yourself get pulled into.

Hiding from the light because you don't deserve it.