Noisy
The endless screams and screams echo in the empty rooms of my mind. Recognizing the person you face in the mirror after nights of endless torture. Pieces of my soul tear away, the crumbs left behind are scattered everywhere. Please silence these screams, my peace and joy, like a lost relic, were recently stolen. What's left of me, those who left me half-done. How will they survive this incessant noise?
The endless screams and screams echo in the empty rooms of my mind. Recognizing the person you face in the mirror after nights of endless torture. Pieces of my soul tear away, the crumbs left behind are scattered everywhere. Please silence these screams, my peace and joy, like a lost relic, were recently stolen. What's left of me, those who left me half-done. How will they survive this incessant noise?
