judge | variation 8

dug in this
hole it's hard
to say

if and when
these doubts will
fade away

feeling alienated
where i go or stay

and if i find distraction
the echoes
keep reminding me

deep in this void
i cannot say
whether these voices
are here to stay

alienated of
where i go or stay

the inner judge is preaching

all of my thoughts
clouds of eternal self-doubt

i'm taken by the storm

unintelligible
litany of complaints