Sharp
Harsh
Tones
That have been
Filling my head
Trickling down
Now
Into the rest of me
Making movements
Around important organs
Taking hostage
The pink flesh
And turning it into
Scar tissue

Sharp
Harsh
Noises
That are now
Filling my mind
Ripping into
Everything
That lays so soundly
Peacefully perfect
Without them since they left
Screaming at them
That they
May never rest
Again

Sharp
Harsh
Words
I keep telling
Myself
And every method
To erase them
Has vanished somehow
And I am sitting
Here now wishing
Sharp
Harsh
Things
Would really happen
Now