Elucidating Questions

It’s a bag of shit

Inheriting my father’s paranoia

All these little voices

They’re going to kill you

There’s someone coming to get you

You’re in a Truman Show

So many things, constantly

And it’s a wonder I’ve only listened to the little voices a few times

Their persistence

Invasive thoughts

More like I’m an invasive thought and they’re the real me

I swear I feel that way sometimes

This me I’m constantly fighting

Is it Shadow me?

Shadow boxing a shadow

They’re not me

But they came from me

This disconnect of self and mind

If you ever wonder why I’m crazy, please

Step into my mind of horrors