It feels like 3:30 on a
Friday morning and I'm
anywhere but here.
Nothing seems real in this
place and I forget
EVERYTHING
as soon as it happens.
I've seen these walls so many
times and stared at them so
long that I no longer
see them anymore, yet
I still feel trapped; maybe
I'm just trapped inside
the dirty cage
of my own mind.

This silence is so loud!

I press my hands against
my ears, but the silence
penetrates with the force
of a thousand haunting
screams.
Sounds become far away and
muffled, as if the silence
were a fog as thick as cotton.

This silence is so loud!

How can you escape from something
that exists only in your own
corrupted mind?
(if it cannot exist
without me, can i
not exist without it?)
I am so stoned...
so out of touch with
REALITY.
I'm high as hell but there's
nothing to do anymore because
I feel like I've
done it all before...
and I probably have.
It's amazing the sh*t
your mind can come up with when you're
F***ED UP.

This silence is so loud!

(Shh...)