Voices

When all the noise subsides
And darkness reigns in my mind
My solitude becomes all encompassing

Glorious peace, soul reviving rest...

The quiet becomes thin
The noise is a dull roar
Barreling down the tunnel of my mind
Screeching into my subconscious
Flailing blindly trying to grasp the direction
Slipping through my fingers like wisps of ether
Reeling to and fro, finally collapsing in a heap

Silence...
Finally...
Blissful silence...




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