All

Thoughts, worries, fears--

They pile up inside of me,

One thing leading to the next,

Leading to the next…

The space in my crowded head becomes limited

As it rapidly fills,

Causing me to lose my balance,

Making me fall

Under all the weight

Of memories,

All I could have done,

All I should have done.

The thoughts, worries, fears--

They scream at me all at once,

Constantly and with no pauses or breaks.

They shriek their dissonant cries,

Reminding me of all my mistakes

In the past and in the future;

They’ll keep screaming at me until

The day I die

Unsatisfied,

Unhappy,

Regretful,

Broken,

Lost.

My own dark thoughts feed off of

My draining energy,

Using me as a weapon against myself;

Tearing me apart

Piece by piece,

Robbing me of all the

Confidence,

Happiness,

Self-respect,

Self-love

I once had.