i am so tired of the screaming voices
of the nonsense outside
of all the open gaping throats
that grunt
and demand
and swallow
their throats are
pits that lead to organs of acid
speaking of nothing
thinking of nothing
and i am so tired
of the noise that corrodes my ears
that i have not realized the acid inside me
threatening to chew me apart
YOU ARE READING
the soft
Poetrythey say to be soft is to be powerful but it gets harder to believe that every passing day
