Broken

I thrive more in solitude but lately, the silence has been haunting me. Destroying me . Plaguing me. Sometimes, the silence is violent- wrecking havoc in my mind. I tried going for noise by seeking for attention, to quieten the demons within. You don't deserve to live, you're the devil's incarnate, you'll never be good enough to be someone's.
"Please help, maybe if I should tell you- I'd stop seeing them everywhere, I'd stop remembering, I'd stop being haunted or maybe I should take the easy way out -but I'm a coward, I do not think I can pull through with it."
But you did same thing for them, you never gave them a chance, for them to make a choice. You took away their voices you should never have made it. "Please don't" said I, while holding my head with my hands. I'd tell them. "Please stop torturing me, it's been months". "
They cackled, you should have thought of that before making that decis... "Shut up! Shut the fuck up!" you made me do it.