The steady rhythmic hum,
it drives, drives, drives,
it's driving me crazy.
The sound is low,
enough for me to sleep.
But then subconsciously
bores into my mind.
It just drives,
and drives and drives,
to a point of insanity.
The white walls
that absorb the noise.
The noise of my screams.
I move and move
and move around.
Pacing, walking, moving
But this beating isn't leaving.
It drives and drives and drives.
Its driving away all I've got left.
 
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