Misophonia

Misophonia: the hatred of sounds

I live my life surrounded by every day sounds of
Cars honking, leaves rustling, and children laughing
But it's the moments where I'm alone with one person
and their breathing is heavy, their nose is running
that cause the irritation in my being to stir

The crunching of chips or biting of a carrot
makes the receptors in my brain send signals to my heart,
speeding up its beat and slowing my breath
Consuming my every action, emotion, thought
Fixating them on my many annoyances

Hearing singing or humming of horrible voices
instantly clenches my jaw and creates the eyes to roll-
my self-soothing methods

When whistling is on TV, in a song, or in front of me
it's like the screeching of nails on a chalkboard
Tensing my insides, tears meeting my eyelids
anxiety settling its nest inside my head.

What some cannot make sense of, nor can I
is why a persons every day natural noises
become my daily torture