Oh the noise,
please make it stop.
It's too much,
too loud.
I cover my ears
in a desperate attempt
to rid my brain of the pain.
But it's no use,
it won't go away.
It hangs in the back of my mind,
waiting to fall and crush my skull
under its weight.
The thread it hangs by,
is unraveling,
only one strand
holds the pain in place.
Oh the noise,
it's much too loud.
It will be the cause of my demise.
