Feeling Void

In a lonely place,

Trying to think outside the box,

But solutions turn into problems—

Huge, tangled, screaming problems.

My brain, weak and worn,

Starts to echo the whispers of demons.

In my ears, a voice rings out:

“Kill yourself—

Why waste your efforts helping people

Who don’t even value you?”

Seconds blur—

I run, desperate,

Begging my mind to think,

To break free.

Then, I saw it.

A giant snake.

At first, I thought I was hallucinating

But it was real.

It looked strange.

One sharp horn beneath its mouth,

Its skin shifting colors like a mood I couldn’t read.

I tried to slam my head against a tree,

But the snake slithered closer.

Suddenly

A hit to my head.

“Hey! Hey!

What are you doing

In this dark forest?”

The voice was deep,

Like the roots of an ancient mountain.

But the snake was still there,

Now too close-

And then

Another bang.

This time,

It was bad.