Voices drift toward me

Tens of thousands of them 

They reverberate off walls

And float around in the dark

They echo continuously 

Back and forth

Back and forth

They seep into my thoughts 

And soak up my attention 

The voices grow stronger

They grow louder 

They are no longer mere whispers

They are something more

Something greater

They are always hungry

Always there

As they poison my brain

As they gain control of my mind

They begin to grow roots

And I begin to fear for the worst