Something inside of me is watching me and waiting
And the thing which scares me the most is when I
cannot fight anymore I'm hearing speaking the
voice of my father, disturbed by fits of
abstraction, Silences of mind. I always do what
voices in my head tell me to do "You are no
one, a child of naught, you'll burn in fire. You
have to hide, Shame of life, mistake of nature,
swathe your face, your monstrous features, You are
condemned !" I always do what voices in my
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dysmorphophobia. The eye fixed, a razor in the
hand, determined to comit the worst, The cost of
the loss, a psychic rebirth, Through this path
enslaved to my own delirium, delivered by
auto-mutilation. In front of my reflection so
detestable, I tear pieces of my face, Again until
I will be unrecognizable. My acts relieve my mind,
I forgivemyself his absence, But the voices still
present, speaking to me.