Voices Inside My Head

There are voices inside my head. Thoughts and whispers, swirling with no end. My head is indeed a mess, but my mind is too tired to protest. Everytime my chest heave with pain, I no longer complain. I'm already USED to the pain that lingers, and all I can do is watch my trembling fingers. Anxiety is scary, sometimes or even most of the time it's deadly, And I can't help it whenever my brain's loaded with worry.