Listening to the distracting silence,
sitting and thinking about the violence.
I heard a voice,
coming from my head.
I needed to go to bed.
It was driving me insane,
It was driving me insane.
The sound of the voice,
and its really harsh tone.
It made my ears ring with its voice,
the voice.
I was holding my head and sitting with sorrow.
I heard the edgy voice.
The voice.
Coming out of the mouth of a ghost.
The voice.
With a deep voice it emitted an aching sound.
I heard the voice and the terrible moan.
It was the only voice left in the world.
There is no one, but that voice.
It just keeps me from frowning.
All my troubles are on that voice.
Bang, bang, bang, his voice sounded like a gunshot piercing my heart and my will to live.
He bellowed more words that rang in my head.
It won’t go away.
The voice is in my head.
It will never go away.
It drives me insane.
I am insane.
The voice kept ringing through out my head.
Everything was quiet.
No one talked.
A vague memory of family ran through my head.
I never slept again.
