The music
Screaming in my ears
Still isn’t loud enough
To quiet
The rage
Swirling inside me.
Lock the door,
Try not to think.
The thoughts are too loud,
Is someone behind me?
Just out of view,
The past and present meet.
Shiver down my spine,
Wince, close my eyes.
These ghosts keep following me.
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