It's so loud
Here in my head
Hello old voices
We meet again
Who knew screaming
Could be your friend
I know I'll hear them
To the end
Decorated nails
Piercing into skin
Beads of blood trickle
From tiny crescents
All alone
Surrounded by sharks
Really just empty water
Disguised by the dark
Trapped within bars
With mirrors attached
Under my own curse
A spell never to be uncast