Have you ever wondered
Well, I have, about how when I say, say red!
For example, there's no way of knowing if red means the same thing in your head, as red means in my head
When someone says red
And how we are traveling at, almost the speed of light
And we're holding a light, that light will still travel away from us
At the full speed of light
Which seems right in a way, what I'm trying to say
I'm not sure, but I wonder if inside my head I'm not just a bit different from some of my friends, these answers that come into my mind unbidden, these stories delivered to me fully written
And when everyone shouts like they seem to like shouting the noise in my head is incredibly loud, and I wish they'd just stop, my dad and my mum
And the telly and stories would stop for just once
I'm sorry I'm not quite explaining it right
But, this noise becomes anger and the anger is light and it's burning inside me would usually fade, but it isn't today, and the heat and shouting, and my heart is pounding, and my eyes are burning
Then suddenly everything, everything is......
Quiet
Like silence, but not really silence
Just that still, sort of quiet
Like the sound of a page being turned in a book,
Or a pause in a walk in the woods
Quiet
Like silence but not really silence
Just that nice kind of quiet
Like the sound when you lie upside down in your bed
Just the sound of your heart in your head
And though the people around me.....
Their mouths are still moving...
The words they are forming
Cannot reach me anymore
And it is quiet
And I am warm
Like I've sailed.........
Into the eye of the storm....
