You’re like this constant buzzing,
a hum,
electric static sizzling constantly in the back of my mind.
I can drown you out with laughter
and music
and rythm of daily life.
But as the sun sets I know the quiet will come…
I know late at night, the world is oh too quiet, and there you creep in.
The hum of your staticky tingle louder and louder as the minutes tick by.
You creep into the sacred spaces, into my dreams, and it leaves me off balance and questioning a life I thought I was firmly planted in.
In the mornings, the world jumps in, too loud- too fast paced and silencing you again.
I am thankful for the peace from you and sometimes dread that you will come again.
You make me feel crazy, obsessed, and you steal my sleep.
But you’ve also helped me grow, to wake up, to want more…
Sometimes i do wish you would stop or at the very least be clear why you are here.
Sometimes i just enjoy not feeling quiet so lonely, even if you are just a figment of my own thoughts…
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