I cannot find a place to get away from all the sound.

Everywhere I try to go is just so fucking loud.

It bleeds into my lungs and it makes it hurt to breathe.

And the only thought that I can think is that I want to leave.

To escape the booming, deafening sound.

To find a way to stick around.

My throat is sore, my body aches.

I don’t know how much more I can take.

I try to fight and yell and scream.

But still feel like it’s all a dream.

The only release I know is something that I cannot do.

The only way I know to help, I know would hurt you too.

I try and keep the feelings at bay.

I fight and fight each day to stay.

I battle these thoughts till they go away.

Because I made you a promise.

And I’m going to stay.