Come, come

Come, come crawl around my mind and listen to the chitter chatter of doubt verbalizing free speech, each syllable an ech-o-ing screech!

Come, come, place a spotlight where misery plays its part, no doubt pulling faces of sorrow and pain causing happiness levels to drain! 

Come, come feel secondary empathy and first-hand self-pity, as if life isn't already shitty!

Come, come, my old friend witness, terror, panic and absolute fear through the eyes of the persona, of this written word and owner!

Come, come!!!