Dread

I’m tired of living with this sense of terrible and nameless dread. It completely consumes me and makes me feel paralysed with fear. The world seems hostile, and I can’t connect with anything or anyone. It stops me from feeling properly human. I don’t know what to do with myself, who I am or what anything is. I want to engage with life and live fully. I want to be free of this, but I have no idea how. It’s hard to believe things can be different when nothing I do seems to work. The days turn into weeks, and weeks into months, and still I am plagued by this strange and sinister fear that I cannot make sense of. I won’t give up, but inside I’m scared.

Dread dread dread

It’s always in my head

Be careful not to take away the ‘r’

‘Cause then you’re left with dead

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