My head is all muddled up with fears from the past.
They are dancing shadows in the corners of my mind.
They condemn my every move with their gentle patronizing tones.
Lost amid a sea of faceless strangers.
Searching for a nameless mark with no identity.
Forced back to square one with no solutions.
A blameless, vicious cycle on endless repeat.
Silence that tastes of salt and sorrow.