Emotions of Ebony

Silent Noises

I sink into a chorus of screaming voices
Dwelling within my ears are silent noises
Harmonizing echoes give difficult choices
How do I make my conscience bleed?

Piercing whispers and taunting chatters
Stabbing screeches and choking matters
Drastically rotating, not praying to scatter
How do I make my conscience bleed?

I unbearably listen to the frosty sounds
Against my existing barriers they pound
In my cerebrum, no tranquility is abound
How do I make my conscience bleed?

Shrieking cries and howling mourns
Traumatic shrills create devilish horns
Deep into serenity, my madness is born
How do I make my conscience bleed?

I can hardly hear, for this is my wish
Wrath replaced this groaning anguish
Then, grieving songs begin to vanquish
How do I make my conscience bleed?

Tongues that throw aching messages
Are muted and inflicted with damages
Somehow, they still seep out of crevasses
Why does my conscience keep breathing?