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I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING
I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING
It's quiet in here
The voices aren't talking today
I might have expressed an offensive thought
which has driven them away
Isolated in this dismal searing light
The only sounds I hear now
are the barking of a distant dog
somewhere out there in the barren emptiness
The chatter of children across the way
celebrating a birthday of some kind
Laughter and shrewd drunken voices
of youth bellow a shriek in silence
by the swimming pool
a violent violet bikini-clad silhouette
of perfected bland tan and blonde flesh
dives into watered down liquid noise
The voices in my head are dead
and have left me in this world instead
Today shrieking birds scream and sing
I can't hear anything
It's quiet in here
The voices aren't talking today
I might have expressed an offensive thought
which has driven them away
Isolated in this dismal searing light
The only sounds I hear now
are the barking of a distant dog
somewhere out there in the barren emptiness
The chatter of children across the way
celebrating a birthday of some kind
Laughter and shrewd drunken voices
of youth bellow a shriek in silence
by the swimming pool
a violent violet bikini-clad silhouette
of perfected bland tan and blonde flesh
dives into watered down liquid noise
The voices in my head are dead
and have left me in this world instead
Today shrieking birds scream and sing
I can't hear anything
Published 7th May 2018
Author's Note
Don't let the world around you define you
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7th May 2018 12:55pm
Quite the power punch your write brings about. The sudden silence can indeed trigger the most disturbing of memories. Well expressed beautiful in it's vulnerability Arche. Much love and mad respect,
me
me
8th May 2018 2:43am
The distilled chaos that passes through the air around us can be infatuating .
18th May 2018 10:25am
i enjoyed reading this .. it sounds like you are being taunted by the world around you and even though you can hear the dogs barking , children laughing .. you feel alone in your own mind,...good poem... too much silence in ones mind can indeed feel scary , its almost like nothing is going on within one's mind, kind of like you have been emptied out , as if you have been emptied of all noise.. all sound and the outside world is taunting you , just my perspective on this .
a good poem archetype
a good poem archetype
20th May 2018 6:54am
Thank you all for your comments.
Thank you Daffodil32 for expressing the closest interpretation of my intended meaning. They're out there and I'm trapped in here inside my silent head. I am not one of them. I can't be a part of their group. I don't belong. They invite me. I decline. NO.
and then the voices in my head don't even have anything to say
and everything around me hates me
Thank you Daffodil32 for expressing the closest interpretation of my intended meaning. They're out there and I'm trapped in here inside my silent head. I am not one of them. I can't be a part of their group. I don't belong. They invite me. I decline. NO.
and then the voices in my head don't even have anything to say
and everything around me hates me
