'you're so quiet recently'
i know.
the war inside my head has held me captive
threatening me with voices and sounds
and monsters that creep in the dark.
theyre ready to take me.
as if every word that could possibly spill from my quivering lips
may be the start of some form of help.
a relief from the inaudible yelling
and the scratches, stomping and beating
that radiates from every wall
in a room where no one else can hear.
this is the war
that i have no chance of escaping.
