The sound of my voice.
lesleyxisxgonnaxbitexyou
Apr 07, 2009
I can't hear myself.
I don't know what I'm saying.
It's like a voice in another language
screaming through my skin.
I'm telling myself something.
But I can't hear me speaking.
Nothing in my thoughts
add up to any sense.
My mind is aware of it and the
sounds waves travel pleading attention.
They shrill my name.
But I bite my lip
and ignore my senses.
I close my eyes and
pretend I'm okay.
