Silent whispers...
Every movement that I make.
I can hear the silent sounds.
They echo in my mind.
Millions of tiny voices.
Growing louder by the day.
By the minute.
By the second.
A spoon being laid down.
Or footsteps in the hall.
Will roar in my head.
Louder and louder.
The voices get clearer and more define.
Since when can I hear a silent pen on the paper?
Goose bumps cover me now.
As I begin to shiver.
Hear the door crack open.
On the other side of the house.
A ruffle of paper landing on the ground.
Water dripping.
Drip, drip.
The computer buzzing in the other room.
Every movement that is made.
A small whisper in a room.
Every movement...
Echo’s in my mind.
Bubbling up ready to burst.
No pill’s can stop the noise.
It echo’s and echo’s louder and louder.
Till I close my eyes and rest for...
Tomorrow I’ll go through the same mess.
Every sound every movement.