Isolate Poem by Kaleb Gonzalez

Noise enters my mind like a probe,
so my thoughts just hang like a rope,
in a mental statsis,
so i freeze in the randominess places,
but time stops with me,
the only time im free,
well im running in my head,
while at the same time laying in my bed,
thinking about my next masterpiece,
as all the sounds cease,
my imangination takes flight,
like a owl in the night,
where i land,
is where the words will come out my hand,
painting a picture like an artist,
anything can start this,
in peace and quiet,
comes a storm a riot,
but its a slient parade,
on my paper, words having an escapde,
in the end of it all,
after i had a ball,
when the noise is too great,
i lock myself in a shell and isolate.