An overwhelming feeling in the pit of my stomach
Thoughts overcome my brain with no output for them
Ideas that seem shady empower me for a reason unknown
Every enjoyable thought leads to an unwanted deceit
The motions play in my head and leave me in tears
Analyzing the days happenings have left me wanting
Psychological obsessions have become detrimental
An undying lacking in my soul
Presumed outcomes are becoming more falsely apparent
Options have become limited and…
Duplicity has become certain