Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2014
In the silence, I can hear
the firing in my brain
Neural machine guns
Shatter the stillness

In the dark, I can see
the electrical sparks
flowing through my body
Lighting up my mind.

Alone, I feel myself
think. You cannot steal
my thoughts or hijack
my malleable brain.
Sarah
Written by
Sarah
Please log in to view and add comments on poems