Surreal Poem by Asaolu Abayomi

This noise is silent
No silencer would have made such noise
My heart pounding unstopped
Could this be a curse?
Maybe an illusion
Unkind to my transformation

So much words is expected unsaid
So many people would have waited to hear
So manymust have cared
To know what is not clear
Right inside of me are no words
All I can feel are the scars

This is my Surreal
My thoughts in Oblivion
This is unreal
But I cannot find my Cinnamon
I am left with a closed mouth
With no possible way out.