Photo by Maksym Kaharlytskyi on Unsplash the thoughts that fill my mind get me lost every time i listen because she is incessant because ignoring her is impossible her voice leads into a labyrinth where every turn is toward self-destruction turn right: find fear turn left: insecurity straight: unending grief behind: self-hate the way out is blocked. i stumble through the passages toward every dead-end my face tear-stained her voice a brutal attack against my core. this path creates confusion this one unmakes me ...