Peace of mind – Part 2

Thousands of faces

Hollering, whimpering, screaming, yelling

Passing through me and around me

Some confused, lost

Some angry

Some blank as if they’re

Desensitised

 

I scream with them

My own individual voice

Added to a harmony of pain

I move my own face

It seems I’ve lost my body

 

I try to look past the faces

To find a background

Bewildered

I just can’t get past

them

 

I feel red rage filling my cheeks

I charge through them

Eyes watering with anger

 

There is no background

Just endless, tormenting faces

Unavoidable eye contact

 

I slow and tire

My face becomes numb

I drift with the whirpool of faces

Not bothering to find a background

No one can look past their own face

Why doesn’t anyone help me

I am miserable

 

They open the window

And I’m back again

 

 

Author: Jack Bennett

Born and raised in Torquay, England. 22 years old. Teeming with thoughts that need an outlet, working a full time job at his local supermarket. Unfortunately born a poet, he will most likely suffer from this contradiction most of his life.

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