Stop

Shut up.

Seriously, you're not helping.

I know what I have to do but I just don't want to. Deep inside of me lies the most terrible despair and beyond there's only an empty hall covered in dust. I'm afraid my remembrance of love is badly hampered by my craziness.

Please tell me something I don't already know.

Or else, just maintain the silence. Let it whisper with unheard words of wisdom. Allow it to flow.

But here we go again. Please, keep quiet.

Shut up, shut up.