Spinning Voices

Head is losing all sense of space Foggy and disturbed Every voice I hear is an irritation A constant vocal whine I feel moving all around directionless Trying to find its way, to its final destination The anger this creates in me The violence it pulsates in me To let it out would feel like a release This jigsaw noise needs its pieces complete A picture of beauty your voice should appear to me Just confusion and no understanding Like foreign language in my brain Around and around it spins This playground ride in my mind The anger this creates in me The violence it pulsates in me To let it out would feel like a release