Noises

A loud sound, screeching at me all around What a terrible sound it makes when it is bound. Screaming, crying, anger, fighting. these terrible sounds, I'm desperately looking for a way to drown them out. Could I do it with a bottle or a knife? Should I bury a baby in a brothel or bury my life? All these noises that tant inside my head, some days I think I want to be dead. Memories and mistakes scream in my face. These terrible sounds, I'm desperately looking for a way to drown them out. These noises screem in everyone's head, some people like me somedays might wish to be dead. Everyone has voices, sounds, and noises. Everyone has regrets and mistakes. And though we may not have the strength, yet. There's still a chance we can make, it. No one's perfect, but we are all worth it.