Alone? Feel incredibly unloved and unwanted? Because the only person that would love to spend the whole day With you... is your one year old. And that’s only because she spends the most time With you And you’re her buddy. I’m not minimizing that love or taking it for granted. But it’s hurtful not to be just ONE person’s first pick. Their favorite human, their best friend. Someone who wants to share Moments, Stresses And memories With each other. Because you simply, mean that much to them. That is why my heart is sore.
It was quite music to their ears, Music to their ears: Your shouts and Screams, Your inner fights out, Wars spit with the venom of a serpent high, Knowing, just knowing how it feels: It was quite music to their ears, Music to their ears, It hurts like Hell, Your shouts and Screams, Music to their ears, Music to the ears Your shouts and Screams.
Hard times expressed, Making something of the beauty one can find, What went wrong, What went wrong? Why weren't those mirror reflected upon your existence? Why do they enjoy making us suffer? For you to find, It's for you to find That It was all Music to those ears...
Music to my ears all my shouts and Screams, All the laughter and the tears!
Incessant beeping infests my mind, Words and phrases all intertwined. Cease that noise you alarming freak! It has been ongoing for all but a week. Like a drill to the skull A sound never quite clear I beg, what say you with your chime so queer? Unable to transcribe what you whisper so dear I guess I must give up attempting to hear…
your constant, unending noise i rebuke thee, '*******!', beautiful mind strangled into crude curses profane in nature, rituals of execration in the dead of night and stillborn morning, lit by a brazier of an ungodly hued red, as you roar like thunder into delicate ears.
'please be quiet' i petition to the wailing angels stabbing at my eardrums with harpy claws, rip my brain to shreds in echoes of outraged confusion 'tearin' out your hair like a banshee' LEAVE ME ALONE