Have you ever just stopped and noticed that buzzing,
the constant bzzzz and eternal humming?
A network of insomniacs, the lights are always on
from New York to London, and even Taiwan.
I dream of that moment, the holy grail of silence
in the deepest darkest spot of the worlds remotest island
a place where the trees won’t rustle and the winds won’t whistle
where there is absolutely nothing, not even a thistle.
But I know in my heart it will never come true
because no matter where I go, no matter what I do
I will never find a moment of complete and utter peace
when my heart beats so fast, I can hear myself breathe
Even my exhales are noisy, as they pass on out
and the voice in my head just wants to shout
I can feel the thump of my temples against my hand
and the thud of my head when it decides to land.
Have you ever just stopped and noticed that buzzing,
the constant bzzzz and eternal humming?
There is no such thing as silence, not even peace
Just me and you, and you and me.
Charlie Ann Alford 