My Fight

I have a tendency to repress memories
Of pain thats hid in me
my soul wars against my flesh constantly
their enemies
my conscious taunts my subconscious
cause it has trouble remembering
not understanding the danger its trying
to keep my mind from entering
images of my spirit watching body shake
in shock as its hovering
echoes whispering voices screaming their
not done with me
Is it me talking to me does it make me
crazy because I'm wondering
when will this madness stop as I stand in the present
my future and pass I can feel tugging