I covered my ears but I could still hear it.
Voices that narrate pictures in my head.

Noises
imprinted somewhere inside.

I would give anything to un-hear them
as there is nothing important left to give
Except you

But it felt as if waves that I produced
are pushing you further and further

And there isn’t enough faith to expect a return

My heart pounding so loudly and rapidly
I covered my ears to listen
trying to drown out other voices
It did not work

So I screamed
until I taste blood

Maybe
I could rip it out
It might just be a needle sticking further and further in
towards the centre of my heart

The pictures start developing from its own imagination
and my body grew weak

The urge to tore my skin apart
to grab a knife
to dig into my core
to take out all the parts I hate
to cut them all open
to see them so clearly
to expose all the virus

To realise
that is all there is

Blood went gushing out
I smiled with dead eyes
seeing as this infection
leaving my body
so I could finally rest

in peace.