Misophonia

These days I can't seem to catch a break from the constant buzzing sounds that are all around. The t.v running, arguments that will never matter in 20 years, the vacuum on the carpet that will be dirty again tomorrow, the voices of a conversation that will soon be over and forgotten. None of these things will ever be significant, yet they cause so much disruption and irritation. With them I can barely breathe, the noise soon suffocate's the whole space that is my body. If you listen closely you may hear the silent screams of pleading for it all to end. But it will never be heard, for the chaos of the world drowns out the silent cries for help