Mind at times

The screams the noise in a silent room
Followed by the sadness and the pain in tune
The TV static the mist the fog
Life can be a pigsty and I'm a stinking hog
Laughing and crying not wanting to live
Begging you please to forgive
Impulsive urges uncontrollable at times
Best I can do is think of words and rhymes
The walls close in and I'm alone in a crowd
The noise is too much its just too loud
My hands shake when I pay for my goods
I'm not leaving the house today I'm staying inwards