Let me listen, hear

I heard something, but nobody would be quiet, I couldn't ask them... I'd appear slightly cook-y,,, but it's still bugging me. That moment was unimaginable; wasted.

Let me cast you away,

the days wild as cannons in the sea

crashing down on my skin

torn away and shed, curled back and burnt

in the fire that surrounds

warmth that I can't escape

breathless, undignified you see me cry

when nothing is wrong, this perfect place

where she says I'm so lucky, just so

because I can't help but feel the remorse

as my name is called,

you shout,

and finally when all is quiet

I recall,

all I can do is hear the screams.

And when I thought I heard familiar voices, that 

I'd never heard before, I felt ill.

Sickness, they wouldn't stop

the feeling. Building. Help me

over. Over again you speak

I need to hear it. I asked

no noise 

Now

I need to hear it again, let it call to me

they carried on, and all was lost

Where will I hear that voice again?

If I will not, I'll relive the anger

that I felt at that time when 

I needed bliss, complete

utter silence

to surround me, it would be my dream

to have that moment

in the silence.