I hear voices in my head.
Spinning around in my mind,
Like a carousel.
I hear it loud,
As loud as the thunder with the storm.
I can hear the gears in my head,
Spinning,
Until nothing is left.
Every noise I hear is an echo.
An echo that never ends.
Rebounding off the walls,
Making more echos continue.
With every step I take,
Sound follows.
It's like chasing the wind,
That chases you.
Every sound is a melody.
A song that wants to be heard.
The melody gets stuck,
Repeating through my mind.
The sound of a song.
Those sounds can be good.
They can be bad too,
But they never end.
I hear voices in my head.
