the noise oh the fucking noise
the ringing of school bells
the chorus of to dos
the crescendo of life
stress echos through the long corridors of the brain
anxiety builds taller than skyscrapers
all while the quiet is over powered
by pecking from the jack hammer of expectations
the voices of elders are ever amplified by the speakers of a potential future
for meer moments is there peace.
nothing to say, nothing to do
but this is for fleeting seconds
the noise sets in
the instruments trumpet their unapologetic distractions
and I lose sense of reality
while life I adore you,
to life I implore you
press pause on your walkman
put your ringer on silent
let off the accelerator for a moment
because at the instant when the song stops
the call doesn’t ring
the firing of pistons ceases
I can experience your true beauty