Sometimes

Sometimes By Benjamin Mui Sometimes The silence can grow louder No My heartbeat fills my head The internal pounding resonating deeper Now that everything has slowed down again The flow of thoughts runs steadily on The rhythms matching closely to the early morning birds Who failed to realize not everyone beats the sun out of bed …wish I could talk with them Sometimes I hate myself No I hate the way I think The way I have to fall out of love with love The way I have to feel happy about being sad The way I have nothing yet am losing everything The more I think about it the more confusing it gets …it can get tiring Sometimes The world feels small No My world feels small Like there was an impassable void surrounding me That forms and blips out of existence at random Like an uncontrollable shadow were cast over me A flash flood of intense sadness and loneliness Realizing that it might “just be me” …it’s gone now …it’ll come back later …maybe I’ll write then