can you help?

I’m not sure what to do with all of this fear. It’s been bubbling over for some time now but even the cavity I store it in is overflowing. Can someone help me out of here? Take on some of these thoughts? They don’t bite, I promise. They don’t even hurt. You don’t even notice them most of the time.

They come out only when it’s so quiet your breath echoes across the room.

They come out only when they know you need them.

But lately they’ve been coming out too much. I think they’re looking for someone new. Somewhere bigger to live. Maybe that’s why they won’t go away. Even when I yell and scream. Stretch my voice for miles and miles. They’re not going away. They lurk in the corner of every room I’m in and even when I close my eyes they’re there.

I don’t know the last time I got a full night’s rest without them.

When I said goodbye to a life of blurred memories and bloody reflections, I didn’t think I’d have another leech following me around. I didn’t ask for this replacement. I didn’t ask for it.

So maybe you can take some of this away for me. Maybe you can take on what I can’t.

Even if it’s just for the night.

Will you?