Game of Trust (how dare you test me)

I hate the silence. It mocks my lonesome state.

So I fill the void with screams.

The street is suddenly alive, but I'm still all alone...
(and full of these lonesome memories).

They always leave before me.
I'm always left with memories.
Someday, that'll be okay.
But for now it sucks.

(I think I'm sick. The sanity in my eyes is fading.
I'm delirious! So I begin to scream again...