Once I told a peer of mine of the
demons in my head,
begging me to join the underworld, and
in return, he said:
‘Grandma told me it’s devil’s speak,
red whispers to make you weak.
Do some housework, and sooner or later,
voices will face defeat.’
Taking that advice to an extent, I
do my chores and then repent. It
works at times, yet still I still find the
words that are ‘hell sent’.