Intrusion of Sound

There is too much noise.

When it forces its way into the expansion of my mind it destroys what is there. The sound tears apart the long strings of thoughts until they are nothing more than shreds of ideas. The smaller thoughts are scattered, far from where they used to be and far from others similar to them. Everything becomes chaos when the sound breaks in.

The noise seeps into my mind, filling it with things that should not be there, foreign pieces of the world. The words of others are all around, and my natural defenses kick in, rejecting all that I hear. However, the defense only works for a short while. After that time, the thoughts and words render all my protection useless. Then, my mind is free for the taking and every idea that was once mine is replaced with those of others. My mind is no longer mine.

Even once I've run away from crowd and the noise and the chaos, the sound lingers. I can feel the hot breath of those words on my skin spilling from the mouths of the people from whom I have run. The silent place I have found only amplifies the battle raging on in my mind. It seems as though the physical crowd has simply transferred into my head.

Can I never have silence?

Little Girl Alone

"Help me" she cried into the silence. But no one could hear her. No one ever chose to hear.

Her hands waved frantically into the darkness. But no one could see her. No one ever chose to see.

She grabbed on to the people nearest her. But no one could feel her. No one ever chose to feel.

The little girl is all alone. Just as she always has, she lives without another soul to listen to her thoughts or glance at her face or hold her hand. The silence and the darkness and the space less world close in upon her very being, crushing her mind as well as her body. She is all alone.