Still trying to run as he hit the ground,
Trying to escape the tormenting sound.
The little whisper echoing in his ear,
Saying all the things he doesn’t want to hear.
When he hears the scream he gets up to run,
As it reminds him of the things he has done.
Even as he falls and his head hits the dirt,
He can still hear the cries of the people he hurt.
He can never escape the monster he built,
He will never escape from the feeling of guilt.
He should have watched the things he said,
Because you can never escape what’s in your head.