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Olivia Dec 2019
I've grown aware that my brain
is tuned incorrectly.
The antenna that detects frequencies
(art, truth, and death turn things to marble)
of screams and whispers and noise
sticks out obscenely. Pornographically.
Sometimes I give in to it
and thread myself along its wires,
intertwining with the sharp ambiance.
My heart beats faster
An unholy fusion
And I contract, deliciously,
Undulating with the compressions in the air.
They light up the silent ******* scream
coursing through my veins.

Would he have liked it here?
Or would he have sat
Unobtrusively, as I do now
and longed to feel the surf lap against his toes?
Olivia Dec 2019
A half-dream that something was wrong with my brain and
there was bass growing deafeningly, deafeningly louder.
Too loud, too loud.
Searing, hitting pain.
And I ran to find him because I didn’t know what was happening or how to stop it. And he couldn’t get organized
or to the hospital
and he had to maps it
and I couldn't stop screaming
and he was so scared, crying, wanting to help
but terrified and unable to.
Isaac Dec 2019
i drown myself in the noise

because i can’t bear your silence

because you’ve drowned

and the only noise i can hear

is the whisper of a smile

muted in the seabed
come back
kerri Dec 2019
i’ve lost enjoyment in what i used to love.

books left unread,
dust beginning to move in.

tv turned on,
my mind somewhere else.

video game systems untouched,
npcs wondering where their savior has gone.

guitars and piano sitting alone,
my fingers instead tapping on a phone.
eli Dec 2019
music is important
to me

my father doesnt like music

I cant see why or how,
its a distraction
from the noise

the droning noise
that follows me
everywhere

even when i'm alone
when i'm at home
the droning
the noise

ringing
crashing
screaming
crying

the noise that is drowned out
by a simple melody

a simple hum when driving
whistling when walking
music when crying

music is important
Jo Barber Dec 2019
I tried to be quiet,
but the less I spoke,
the less I heard,
the less I watched
in the external world,
the louder it all became.
My head pounding
with thoughts
I’d long ago forgotten.
They thudded and clunked
around my head
until I thought
I might go deaf.

Silence is the loudest
noise I’ve ever heard.
Desire Dec 2019
It doesn't feel like pain anymore, it just feels so tense
Words, ideas, they're all aching my head
And I try to hide it with radium and noise
But nothing is to loud for the voices that destroy
So many thoughts have me crying till I scream
Enabling my mind to be nothing like me
I try to run away from the voices within
But even when I dream the demons still break in
Nigdaw Nov 2019
I want to go
Where the birds can go,
Escape these ***** streets
Escape in my wildest dreams,
From
Traffic ques and road rage
Constant din of the rat race,
A voyage of serendipity
Here to the deep blue sea.
DA Bloomfield Nov 2019
Noise, cancels all thought of mine
Like the priest to the skeptic
Interruption for all of time

O, Solitude! With thy hymns so divine
Why pass by, though not stay
To converse about all there is and all there shall be

For thou are the only thing that keeps me alive
That keeps me awake and keeps me with strife
And shall do so, for all of eternity
By which I mean...this finite life
Wrote this in class as I was annoyed due to the sheer volume of the sounds my classmates were making. Not to mention that the teacher was boring as hell. Oh well.
chris Nov 2019
i've always loved when the heater or air conditioning comes on
i don't care if it makes me hot or cold
the sound is loud i am not young or old
an all encompassing drone
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