Questions of the Numb

Tantalizing, ever pressing.
Impressing upon me,
Never resting.

Trusting in my confidence.
Arrogance through me.
Stuffing down my ignorance.

These thoughts are always seeping.
Sweep through the mind.
Encroaching darkness creeping.

Using my eyes, screaming your name.
Pain, numbing my existence.
Convincing myself it's sane.

Help! I implore.
Floor to ceiling?
Darkness, Rest, Evermore.