Screaming Silence Poem by Jessie Jett
Screaming Silence
It's too loud.
But there is no sound.
Emptiness creeps up from the ground.
The space is screaming.
The walls are bleeding.
My lungs burn to keep on breathing.
The room is shrinking.
My soul thrives to stop thinking.
My ears plead just to stop ringing.
But it's too loud.
There's nothing around.
Emptiness is the loudest sound.
Empty vessels sound much. good one. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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4/22/2024 10:23:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Silence speaks the loudest. Nice write -A