I blast my music. It laughs in my ear. Taunting. Teasing. It blocks out my human counterparts but it won't boom loud enough to drown out the voices in my head. They scream at me. Begging me to let them out. Each time they are restrained they claw and scream at the bindings on my mind.
The things that go on in my head are anything but calm and reserved. It's full of chaos and disorder. My mind turns black and blank, causing me to go insane.














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i actually feel EXACTLY like that.
except maybe worse.
but music doesn't cure everything, so i get wasted instead. it distracts me from everything.
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I have a love for justice that perverts itself into revenge and spite.
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