I have been created.
Called.
Summoned.
It echoes through dimensions.
The call only I can hear.
The scream.
The whisper.
The echo.
The call only I can hear.
It changes as I listen.
It goes loud, booming into my ears.
It goes quiet, until I strain myself to hear it.
Even when it fades, it's still there in my head.
In my head.
In my head.
In my head.
It screams at me.
Too loud!
Stop!
Please!
But the call doesn't listen.
It just keeps shouting.
In my head.
In my head.
In my head.