Loud. Loud. Loud.
Loudness everywhere I go.
Words. Screams. Shrieks.
They come and ebb and flow.
Pain. Dirt. Dark.
That is what they offer.
Run. Run. Run.
No escape, don’t even bother.
Loud. Loud. Loud.
I tried to let you know.
Quiet. Silent. Slow.
Please, God. No.
