ryan804

constant bickering



it chatters away like an alarm
but i can never wake up
it just rolls over top of me again and again
that is not what i asked for
i cannot control the constant bickering
i cannot control what they put inside me
noises move in and out of my head
like dreams they leave my memory
i hate that sound in the core of my mind
i hate them,but could i live without them?
could i live without racket?
without irreplacable symphanies of camotion?
though i only hear threw half my head
it is still all to loud for me
this plight is like a drug i could never be without
more than a drug
more than life
i can feel my face start to shift
but it quikly goes back into place
i fear the change
but not as much as i fear not being able to change.