Go for a walk you say?
Why would I want to do that?
Face all those people judging me from within my mind?
Telling me that I can’t do it…

They stare at me…
Figures of my imagination,
Spewing curses and hateful things
As I try to make my way up the street…

They aren’t real you say?
How do you know?
Inner demons are always real to the person they are living in,
As they try to suck my soul from my gasping body…

It’s in all in my head,
I’ve just got to get over the hump, and soon I’ll be running!
Oh how I wish I could utter those words with confidence,
Alas, those demons hold me back…

Go for a walk you say?
Why would I want to do that?
The voices in my head are lulling me,
To a peaceful nonexistence, lying through their teeth…

You’ll go tomorrow they say,
Yes, go ahead and scarf down those extra chips,
It can’t hurt you now can it?
Yes… It can…