The Face Of My Soul: Inside Noise

I am still… but nothing inside me rests. My thoughts won’t stay they tear through me, scattering into the dark. I try to hold myself together, but I keep slipping between what I feel and what I can no longer control. There’s noise in me that no one hears, colors that won’t fade, tension that won’t release. I am not breaking loudly. I am collapsing quietly from within.