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Midnight Mutes the Chiming

Midnight Mutes the Chiming There’s nothing here I’m surrounded by things and people and entertainment that never ends but there’s nothing here My mind is empty filled to the brim with stories and movies and interesting facts and I could pull from it and show you everything but my mind is empty There’s nobody near they’re all around laughing and joking and they’re waiting for me to say something and I can interact with them but there’s nobody near My mind is a screaming silence ideas bouncing through again and again my room is filled with useless **** but i keep buying and buying my life is a world of loneliness and all I have to do is reach out But I can’t I can’t reach out and they don’t understand They say its an easy fix Just do it. Just be someone you’re not. But I’m already doing that. They’re all strangers to me and they think they know me, how to fix me. But I’m a broken clock and I keep bouncing between seconds I’m fine I’m not I’m fine I’m not.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 4/29/2016 5:33:00 AM
Stunning piece, Audri - I understand well, the feelings that nothing is of any significance. And it's true that our minds are chock-a-block with countless stories written by other people - it's chaos in there - so much going through our minds - and so we end up feeling empty inside. Highly potent expressive piece!
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