Noise by Man

Life is an empty place

Full of people

Communicating their

Own trauma

Again and Again

No one hearing the other

More than when your

Scream are the loudest

In the room


Memories drag you

Back to hell

The place you left

Many years ago

Not much is needed

To bring the trauma back

Every day a little remainder

A push, a laughter

A never ending war zone experience

Be there or be here

Eventually it breaks you