The Voice

The enemy in my head,
Wants to play today,
Speaking loudly in my ear,
Oh be quiet, go away.

The voice gets seemingly stronger,
Trying to defeat my own strength,
I hunker down to fight it,
And ignore this bubbling angst.

I will not let it consume me,
Like all the times before,
For if I do give in,
It will leave me weary and so sore.

I am my own worst enemy,
Why do I get this way?
So many more questions,
About the voice that leads astray.