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Wandering Silence

Silence
unbroken
but broken by others
silence
from me
noise
from others.
sitting curled up
againstthe cold windows
surrounded by laughter
with shrieking
and yelling.
being jerked with each bump
wishing for home
my head hits the window
i ignore the pain.
breathing
but not feeling the air
seeing
but not seeing what surrounds me
hearing
but not listening
drowning out outside noises
the silence in my head
overpowers the sound
what is feeling
what is life
what if its all a dilusion
one for which we strife
walking
but not going
this ride has no end
the only exit being
the one at the end
but how is there an exit
that lies at the end
if the only end, is no end at all
it doesn't exist
none of this does
in reality
is it just an infernal trap
set out by those wh loathe
those who bathe, in the numbness we've created.
what is the point of this wall
this long wall of text
is there any point
or does it keep rambling on
about the nothings to be told about
trying to write
with no inspiration
a blank screen
that keeps on scrolling
trapped in this cycle
no way to turn
no momentary escape
no chance to breathe the air
breathing in chloroform instead
wishing for the end