Pills are force fed through my ear canals, clogging my synapses with hyperactivity, the familiar feeling of make it stop make it stop make it stop make it stop
I can’t seem to keep it from invading all of these failed assassination attempts
smothering by bursting my ear drums strangulation by dulling my senses suffocation by plugging up the pain
with every salvation comes another symptom lodged in the overactive imagination of my nervous system, so that my brain becomes an incomprehensible forest fire of forced shutdowns and disassociated panic.
I was warned of the side effects, but I couldn’t stop from taking too much sound and now I’m stuck bleeding through my ears waiting to become another statistic.