Vexation

This burden weighs upon me overwhelmingly, overbearing... A leech sucking the life from me until it's too hard to breathe. Solitude I crave. Solace is not a treasure. My own thoughts consume me tearing morsels from within. Gasping for air I struggle. Life versus death. If this is life, is it really worth living? The parasite quaffs on. My soul slowly leaks. Tears cascade down my face as I give up the fight. Exhausted, exposed, excruciatingly pained, torn down and trampled ... This is me.