black holes

In the middle of a hectic day

I was sitting listening to sounds

water dripping

sun burning skins

coffee machines

cars being driven

people talking walking screaming

inside of it all was a voice

screaming to be destroyed

earth was pleading for those who care enough

to stop it from being

a meaningless end to a meaningless being

without a purpose earth became hollow

inside the empty space growing

a sound of nothingness grows

the sound of headaches

make me disappear

so no one would ever remember

I was once here

🌷(4)

◄ ground

remembering is such an easy task ►

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racha chafik

Sun 19th Aug 2018 16:13

thank you keith for always commenting on my poems i appreciate it

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keith jeffries

Sun 19th Aug 2018 07:45

Good poem based on deep thought. Thank you.
Keith

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