Conflicted

CONFLICTED

 

Callously drops of rain 

Fell upon the windowpane

Slithering down as if in a race.

Fixated, I stare at their platonic

Sync.

 

Endlessly voices chatter;

Humdrum and persistent.

Building up,

Building up,

Faster

And faster;

Into a stentorian shrill 

Piercing me,

            Flinging me into a deafening madness

 

Be still - I scream

Be still.

 

The ground beneath me

Is constantly wavering

I infinitely loose my footing

            And plunge down,

A sinister hollow swells in the pit of my center,

Gaining expanse,

            Deeper my vessel sinks

Low.

 

 

If only it paused in suspension;

If only my strings of thought

Suddenly came apart,

            - Untangled;

If only I could decipher the sense of it all.

 

 

The qui’escency it never stays

She’s a frustrating tease.

An ironic summation-

But it is the truth all the same