Sometimes the cacophony of audible and visual abuse is so much to bear that it’s easier to restore your faith in humanity by reclusing to a book.
When the noise becomes too much
Come with me and I’ll show you how to walk amongst the tombstones of silence.
I’ll guide you through the mist of unfamiliarity
As you struggle to recognise your inner most thoughts
Not by chance is your soul a corpse
By your own hand you bludgeoned it
As you feined for noise.