Restless thoughts of mine.

I ask of them to set me free, and to let me be.

I cannot think freely when they are cluttering my mind, my space.

They take over like a virus, gradually spreading all over.

Through my eyes, my ears, out of my mouth. They then control my sight. I see what they want me to see. I believe what they want me to believe.

They have me questioning my faith in God, my faith in love, and my hope for happiness.

I ask them to set me free, to let me be, to let me escape from the agonizing feelings, and from the surrounding voices.

Are there dementors in the air that are tormenting me?