Numb

I feel the darkness at the edges
I feel it attempting to seep inside
Wanting to eat me alive
I fight against it
I really do try
But when it gets to be too much
All I  can do is cry
And wonder why

I get to thinking of all these things:
What if I lose you?
What if I lose them?
What ever shall I do?
To be honest I have not a clue
The pain these thoughts create
Is very great
I feel like my mind is in  different state
There is an echo that never ceases to sound
And the sound it continuously repeats
is the sound of...