Screech

A screech.
Shrill, sharp, painful.
It�s in my head.
It doesn�t stop.
louder it gets
louder and louder.
It hurts.
My brain is vibrating.
painfully.
I shake.
I want it to stop.
I want it to end
But the screech
it gets more intense.
My head expands.
I feel it outstretched
like a red balloon
I�m reaching my
limit.
I�m going to explode.
My brain will be all
over the room.
Stop!
I want it to stop.
It hurts!
I want to rip off
my skull.
And pull out the
screech.
AHHHHHH !!!!!!

�um�
wha�huh ?!
�I said do you want another hit?�
oh�sure.
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