THE NOISE WAS DEAFENING.
poem by:
Anna Tate
Written
on Mar 24, 2017
The noise The noise was silently deafening It was the loudness of my mind. Thoughts were running riot & loose Conjuring up insane madness in their find. I was blinded by the darkness Of the night skies blackned but dimly lit up by the stars shining. My emptiness was full of nothingNess In the delllusions of knits entwining. My senses became null & void Paralysed by the fear within me Like a crippled man unable to move Yet I was flying above in ita dreamy vicinity
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