The Voice Of Reason Sits Upon My Shoulders Poem by Kaila George

Whispers in my ear
Why must you always cry for your soul?
Because I feel I am unworthy to have one
After being down trodden, beaten, abused
Verbally and physically
I do not care if I live or die so please just let me go
Then the voice whispers
But you are loved by your family and friends
You cannot make them sad to see you go
How can they care for someone that has been?
Defiled in sin, taken advantage when wasted
They know not the agony I have lived and breathed
Since I was only seven yours old
I would rather die
Then the voice whispers
But child you are an angel of mercy
You must not let this beat you
You must rise above and become whole
Because once you have risen you will
Be once more whole
Surely you jest at the state I am in
Surely you see how unworthy I have been
The voice whispers softly
No child all I see is a broken angel
That needs to be guided to safety
And I will be here to help you
If you will let me in