While everyone else smiled I cried
Listening to my heart beat as I died
Now I feel nothing
Speak nothing
Hear nothing but the sound in my head
To others it's nothing
To my peers it's the demon speaking
The sound which I yearn for
Yet find so unbearable
Making me do things unthinkable
It's the sound of loneliness
The only sound I've ever heard
The only sound that listens and hears at the same time but never speaks.
-Kassey
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ETHEREAL
PoetryElegant, exquisite, beautiful. Ethereal: extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world. It's a language so soft, soothing and calming. It's beautiful and understanding yet so absurd to us. It reaches the deepest parts of o...
