I look through blurred vision
With hopes that pain will go unnoticed
Forcing headphones into my ears
To drown out my screams would resonate in my mind

Escape is what I'm drawn to
Yet an unstable mind keeps me here
Melancholy voices sink into my bloodstream
Whispering; "Wait, just a bit longer"

"Seeing means more than safety.." I said
"It is proof" The voice answered
The agonizing stress of the voice
Rooted itself into my heart

a color shifting nothingness surrounds me
this mottled scenery proves everything.