Insistent.
Incessant.
Unnecessary.
Unrelenting.
It’s clawing at the back of your head
And you can’t shut it out.
The pain is neverending,
The voices won’t stop.
It just stays where you can’t escape from.
The very back of your mind,
While always looming at the forefront.
Your thoughts storm in your head
And all you want is silence.
Peace.
A chance to escape this hell you made.
Inadequacy is your one fear.
Your attempts and trying isn’t good enough anymore,
But you don’t want to give in yet when there’s still so much to do,
So much to see,
So much to try,
So much to experience and live for.
Just
Stop.