And that's how I was for weeks on end.

The self-loathing contaminating my brain,

emptying it of any useful knowledge inside.

Making room for more questions

ridding my brain of thoughts of anything else.

The possibilities taking over, clawing to the walls of my skull.

And over a few weeks,

the walls became heavier

and heavier

and heavier,

dense enough to collapse.

To self-destruct.

And disintegrate.