http://slow.writerscafe.org/James199522 The original writings of author James199522 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776073836 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The noise.No matter how far i travel, it haunts me.'It' isn't actually there anymore, I stopped the physical sound.But my head, god how it hurts.I have lived this life for far too long.A life of servitude bound by my own misguided sense of duty.The screams... the cries...I've tried everything to cut.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/James199522/988670/ You hide behind a mask.It's okay, I do too.Maybe one day we can truly see each other? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/James199522/988665/