NOISE

by neo   Aug 17, 2008


The screams of many. Wanting all, more, and everything
Why me I ask? My life is simple. An obvious bore
Sirens so loud. My ears are bleeding
Confusion. Frustration. Plain agitation
What am I lacking? What went wrong?
Whistling for me to come hither
Fear sets in. Shaking and trembling.
I want to be still. To feel numb
Laughing hysterically at my expense
Pay close attention now
This may not make sense
The slight wind coming from the bay has turned into a vortex
Spinning out of control
Stop begging for this soul
Tears are streaming down my cheeks as I drop to my knees
Raven eyes that have traveled through other realms and dimensions. They still see
The noises are so overwhelming.
Don't cry anymore. Stop screaming at me. Please explain to me what is too come.
Stop calling out my name. Who exactly started this evil game?
Riding alone. Riding fast. Why care about dying
It cannot be stopped.
Death is birth
The greatest reward for living is death
I do not fully understand these noises
The shadows surround, Swooping down so low I'm laying on the ground
I see them. They see me
Soon. That is what they say.
I am the next to die. I set my goal. Once completed. No more is to be spoken of me.
For I will be another forgotten soul
THE NOISE. Do not try and stop it
CONCLUSION
I am the only one to hear the noise.
It's All In My Mind

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  • 16 years ago

    by she

    Ha, seemed like a poem of bittersweet insanity

    i did not understand all of this poem, but i guess that was the point

    Death is birth
    The greatest reward for living is death
    -fav. part

    nice piece