Leave the door locked on the sound of silent
At the door and I am listening to the quiet, I finally hear this voice inside
The quiet fills my ears with world’s screams of the violent
Each night I feel like I am not small enough to hide
In the sound of the silence, I can’t listen to the hard noised
I am hearing myself making a scream while no matter
how try to turn the volume down, which it is filling a huge void
Turning down the sound, you will be hearing the world’s chatter
With locking the world’s door, I am able to hear my heartbeat
To my surprise that I can hear the sound of the hush
Hush full of quiet, I will never forget that moment when its on repeat
In my core of my soul is learning to listen to the blood filled gush
Inside my body there are mysterious sounds that are on mute
That fills my ears without any sense of blood pounding
Let dead silence to be slowly calming sound of the dilute
The silence is in my noisy mind, my heartbeat is slowly sounding
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Author:
4wheels (Pseudonym) (
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