I try to silence the voices in my mind, a way of keeping a grasp on my insanity, the voice is not another's by my own.

   It fights it's way through my skull attempting to corrupt myself. It leaves scratches behind scaring my mentation. Causing me to believe the lies of my own.

   Self- reproach.....a disease I can't help but hold onto, the constant blaming myself for the unfortunate that troubles me.

   A black, smokey  fog casted over my brain blurring the reality of the situation. Leaving me vulnerable to myself as I  inhale the debris of false self- consciousness.

   My hands tremble, and my anxiety jumps to conclusions as my mind races to trouble me with a sense of unwanted emotions.

   Emotions I'm forced to listen and respond to, urging me to panic and loss a sense of reality, forgetting everything and everyone around me. Leaving me to only focus on what I believe to be my mistakes.

  Surrending myself to the thoughts leaving myself wrecked and lost.

   Therefore I keep an empty mind, adapting myself to ignore the unwanted presents of my own voice. Prohibiting my mind to think in order to survive against myself.