Edit add admittedly I'm loosing it.

I somehow smashed out the same post several times. Sorry for the ramble even once.

3 times is criminal

I must really want that parumpapumpum put to sleep.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
That's what it sounds like actually.
Everything else is behind the fog of the audible mask that shrouds my prison cell.

Adding to the din

I am getting deafer but at the same time sensitive to noise.

I'm already overloaded by the snare in my head.

I Am Nothing

Hear my void

Buzzing

Tinnitus

Haunting my shadow

An auditory illusion

Trickery

Sorcery

Of time and space

Lights path complete

The final fizzle still sounds

Like a distant star

Gone

Still visible where you are

Haunted

Trapped

The phantom ear drum still vibrating

Long after

A confused drummer boy

Diligent and dutifully

Maintains the ceaseless snare

Trapped in the middle

Drum

Drumming

Engine buzz

Cruel

Disturbed

Deceiving

No course charted

No destination

Let me off this fucked up party cruise

40th birthday

Bashed

He sits

Alone on the deck

Unaware that the party is over

He drums

Someone please remove this child

His unrelenting monotones

Pains me

Even in death

I am rattled

These fools

They surround me

Don't see the shackles

Of this shadow vessel

Their joy torments me

In the mirror there is no judgement

There is nothing