How He Calls

Getting past my own mind is
A struggle like no other
The amount of will power it takes
Everyday is stifling
I wish I could find an easier way
The hopelessness is overwhelming
I'm afraid at times it will consume me
When I look around I feel broken
Like nothing I can do will fix me
The protuberance in my stomach
Is swelling
As the water keeps rising
I'm drowning
What is this lost feeling
That takes me so much deeper
Running would be best
Being caught I would dread
His little voice calls me
Echoing my lost desires
I would miss him
Even though he does not exist
I would miss him