The Thundering Outside

syeda

The closest thing to silence
is the loudest thing in your ears.

Something that drowns out everything else

steadily,

gradually.

So i sit in the tub if im too tired
most times im able to stand
right beneath the shower head.

Let the water run down my body
Perhaps it cools me off
maybe it's silky texture

is distraction enough

but i know
that i am mostly 


looking for more noise
that isnt


the thundering outside. 

  • Author: syeda (Online Online)
  • Published: August 1st, 2026 04:43
  • Comment from author about the poem: The sound of water. Grammar isnt the best. English is deadass my first language ig i js dont care that much
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 2
  • In collections: Me?.


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