No more than a sibilant whisper at first, but the volume increases, my head's fit to burst. A cacophony sears, rears and distorts, ripping and shredding all of my thoughts; destroying identity ripping up 'me'; invisible voices from those I can't see. Full surround sound that just won't be ignored until I am beaten, until I am floored. Then leaving me distraught, lost and alone, the voices will cease... But I won't be fooled, return they soon will, destroying the slightest semblance of peace.
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