Screaming Paradigm

They are in my head
Screaming at me that I should be dead.
Tearing me, ripping me apart
These monsters who wanted me from the start.
 
The echoes ringing, so far unreturned
Leave me deaf, and rather concerned.
Dancing flames lick before my eyes
But grabbing them would be unwise.
 
Screaming, Shouting, Roaring in my brain
The sounds of battle that are under the strain
Of this madness around us all the time
The sickness that dwells deep within the paradigm.
 
--Andy McRae--           --5/1/20--