sometimes
I wish the wind
sharp and soft
would carry me away
My ears ring
so loud
I just wish
for a quiet noise
like children giggling
or a morning dove calling
anything but this
it is so loud
I can feel it in my throat
behind my face
protruding from my eyes
it is in every color
every voice
every little god-made creation
there is no escape
Jan 13
Jan 13, 2026 at 11:56 PM UTC
sometimes
I wish the wind
sharp and soft
would carry me away
My ears ring
so loud
I just wish
for a quiet noise
like children giggling
or a morning dove calling
anything but this
it is so loud
I can feel it in my throat
behind my face
protruding from my eyes
it is in every color
every voice
every little god-made creation
there is no escape
escape
