Sometimes things are too loud by Nah
The world, my skin, my son
I sit curled up trying not to break
While my anxiety tells me I'm a failure
Sometime things are too loud
I itch and ache but nothing helps
I feel like crying but no tears come
I'm hiding under blankets to tune it out
Sometimes things are too loud
When I breakdown from the sounds
Everything comes flooding into me
My thoughts of death awaken
Sometimes things are too loud
My wife tries to help me through it
But the sounds deafen me
I just want peace but that's impossible
Sometimes things are too loud
Sometimes things are too loud
Sometimes I'm too loud…











