Everywhere i am

i keep looking if other people can hear it too. The sound of it is so strident yet i seem to be the only one hearing it. In the tranquil ness of my mind it's the time that it emerges so tranquil yet so depressing, so familiar yet i have never heard it anywhere before

that is a voice within me that needs to be heard, a voice so loud yet it cant be heard. this is a voice within often misinterpreted, a voice delineated by pain. This voice is the only weapon i have at my disposal, this voice is the only power i have still this voice is the last straw of strength i have left this voice is longing to be heard but i am the only one hearing this voice