Sound closes in
How loud this is,
To not see
But listen in the dark.
Strapped inside
To myself as I am thrashed to the bone
By the boom of
Silence.
Alone, I am
Besides the voices inside.
They tell me
To go
They threaten me with death
Of their accord.
Unless on my own
I complete their wishes.
But each day
I go on.
Each day,
The voices grow louder.
I grow weak
As they take me over.
I lie alone
In the darkness I produce
As sleep evades me
And life drifts away.

But today...

Today, it stops.