The pain shoots through my,
Brain burns my eyes,
Too much hurt to think,
So I turn up these,
Headphones to blind my memories with sound,
Killing the images with musical notes,
I'm going numb,
The only feeling left is the vibration of the base,
Bursting in my ears and out my skin,
I thump to the beat,
I become the sound,
I become my own escape.
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