It's eerily silent in the dull
classroom
No one speaks
Only the sound of clicking keyboards fill the room
But it is loud and I am dizzy
The floor is falling from beneath my fidgeting feet
Cracks go up the wall and spider off
Pieces of the ceiling fall down
No one moves
No one notices
The dust makes the air thick
Its hard to breathe as
A question interrupts the silence
No one is coughing but me
My face is red and my lungs are full
Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 8:08 PM UTC
It's eerily silent in the dull
classroom
No one speaks
Only the sound of clicking keyboards fill the room
But it is loud and I am dizzy
The floor is falling from beneath my fidgeting feet
Cracks go up the wall and spider off
Pieces of the ceiling fall down
No one moves
No one notices
The dust makes the air thick
Its hard to breathe as
A question interrupts the silence
No one is coughing but me
My face is red and my lungs are full
i havent written poetry in a while but im relapsing and university isnt helping
