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Oct 2019
the tv is too loud and my peeled skin
echoes bleeding beaching, I can't get out
andΒ Β next door are screaming

a riot of colour and life and celebration
hurts so much I am taut of breath,
please I need help but the words
won't trip off my tongue

I can't bear the uproar
water flashing, roaring , oh
god the suffocation with the sound
of inebriation

I am trying but I

can't
stand it
anymore.
Ella Gwen
Written by
Ella Gwen  F/England
(F/England)   
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