2:08 A.M.

It's too loud
or perhaps too quiet.
I can't tell.
My mind is overflowing
with emotions and thoughts,
filled with remnants
of disintegrating memories.
The voices in my head
cause so much noise,
it's overwhelming.
But the silence engulfs me.

I gingerly rub my temples
and tug at my hair,
attempting to alleviate this ache.
The loudness and soundlessness
or the room I am in
contradict.
I can't make sense of it,

confuses me.