You, You're The reason this nonstop voice is always yelling. Always screaming to get out. Never silent, never happy with anything. Everlasting sorrow and despair. Enraged with the lack of life. Ripping the soul out of my being, tearing my brain and molecules to bits and pieces. Never content with where your at, stop doing this to me. Stop thinking about every single bad thing there is to possibly think about. Making me dred every wake up and every sleep. The awful thoughts of everything all at once, all the time.