Rhythmic Silence
My safe haven, resides in my room
Music echoes all over my room, bearing a mind of it's own
In my safe haven, I call my room, I shall not frown
Calm and collected, this room bares no secrets
My heart beats in my chest
The quietness becomes a sensation
Like a high, without any drugs
The walls feel as if they're speaking to me
The wind blows in, without a speck of warning
And me?
Lil' o' me lays and reminisces
Listening to my heart beat and my music,
Yearning for more rhythmic silence
This poem is about:
Me