White noise

White noise is the cloak my mind wears

to protect me from its darkness.

I'm always elsewhere,

In a place of emptiness.


◄ Waking up

Lump in my throat ►


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David Franks

Sat 4th Jan 2020 17:49

Clever poem, Sophie.

I'm afraid I nearly always have the TV on!

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