Stuck

I find myself, more and more,

Trapped inside my head.

It’s a beast with an appetite for curiosity;

An appetite so grand it can never be fed.

I don’t know if I can do this.

I don’t know if I am strong enough.

The voices keep growing darker.

They’re dragging me down deeper.

I have to keep fighting.

I have to keep moving, or I’ll be swallowed up.