I was sure that I was screaming for help.

But it turned out it was only in my head.

A head filled with noise from who knows where.

Yet I was deadly silent. With the only sounds coming out being muffled cries, as if there was somebody with their hand over my mouth.

It was just me cutting myself off with my own thoughts.

Letting loose the demons in my minds. Letting them take control for a short while.

When this will end I don’t know.



But here I am. Still screaming for help, with only myself to hear the cry.