My thoughts surround me like the blackest darkness. Feeding me horror and sorrow for breakfast, depression and despair for lunch, self-hate for dinner. My thoughts pile up in my head, keeping me from sleeping though my body aches from exhaustion. My thoughts cloud my mind into not paying attention to the present and not being able to do anything right. Then I yell at myself for such a thing. I must be going crazy. And it's all because of my horrifying thoughts.
