Ticking. Dripping. Soundless.
Everything surrounding me.
Flashing T.V. channels fly by.
Insane muteness.
The quiet will drive anyone to my place.
Insanity is an inaudible nothingness.
The hallow emptiness of hell.
Crawling around inside where no sound may escape.
Tick tock. Tick tock. A clock.
The silence building around this one small area.
Where I am locked in with no light.
The only sound - a clock ticking.
Ticking away every second - every minute.
Every moment of my life is disappearing.
Getting lost in the sound of the tick tocking of that clock.
Driving me to a frenzy of madness.
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