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
Poetry and Writings - A Mind 