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The Grumbling Voice Within

A Poem on Self Doubt

By Josh RippergerPublished 4 months ago • 2 min read
Top Story - July 2026
The Grumbling Voice Within
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Grumbling thoughts with my head

Can't you taunt me outside my bed?

I know I should do more

And I know my results are poor.

Grumbling thoughts within my head

Can you please fill me with less dread?

My cursor blinks as you scream

Aren't we supposed to be a team?

Grumbling thoughts within my head

You make it impossible to get ahead.

I type away my free hours

Knowing I'll never get my flowers

Grumbling thoughts within my head

Will you stop reminding me that my work goes unread?

I want to learn and grow my craft

But your berating waves trap me in my raft.

Grumbling thoughts within my head

Do you want my career dead?

I fail to see the strength in my words

And all I see are underlined turds.

Grumbling thoughts within my head

I'm clutching onto the final thread.

Of pursuing this writing life

Should I accept your jagged knife?

Grumbling thoughts within my head

Why can I only see red?

I'm angry and ashamed

of the image of me you framed.

Grumbling thoughts within my head

Will your negativity ever be fed?

I am in constant mental warfare

With you and your carbon coded malware.

Grumbling thoughts within my head

I want us to break bread.

So we may settle our quarrels

and one day wear a green crown of laurels.

Grumbling thoughts within my head

Have you been listening to what I said?

I'm tired of avoiding the work

to prevent you from being a jerk.

Grumbling thoughts within my head

Do you feel like I was misled?

Please, share your objective

Because all I see is defective.

Grumbling thoughts within my head.

I think it is time that you fled.

For I am the one in charge

And I'm throwing you off my barge

Grumbling thoughts within my head

Do you think I should do something else instead?

Because you cease to exist

When you are dismissed

Grumbling thoughts within my head

Is it time to make your deathbed?

You are getting so quiet

Thanks to my mental diet.

Grumbling thoughts within my head.

I will bury you within my shed.

And enjoy the hush

From my mental mush.

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Josh Ripperger

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    Written by Josh Ripperger