I don’t know how they manage to attract such curiosity

How what they write isn’t a dreadful atrocity

Carrying such a gift doesn’t seem fair

Especially when I’ll work till my mind breaks just to get there

I’m supposed to find my sound amongst the flood

But in digging for it I’ve gotten drenched in blood

And the bandages that once held me together recoil at my touch

They say the answer to healing is within me

But I’ve forgotten what happiness could be

Spent months treading water

Until I forgot how to walk

I would like to lie on the beach,

Even if I don’t know how to move,

But life doesn’t work that way,

And you should know that too.

The sounds in my head aren’t beautiful

How can I write this down

And as the voices echo around the walls, leaving me shaken and scared,

Final whispers wandered away without a single care.