Poetry

So not

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ready for the pounding to begin it starts out slow then

becomes so intense the ability to think is just not possible.

But, I have to keep going and sometimes it goes away quickly

and I put my headphones on and block it all out with the beat of such a great song.

I just don’t want another headache from the things in life that just get too loud when all you want is the quiet and the unscented air for too many fragrance brings the headaches too.

The day slowly goes by and soon night has arrived and you know you time is truly limited now as lights slowly go out and it is nothing but darkness all around and you go to close your eyes and you just know.

Something isn’t going to end right as the night is all around you and you can’t fight the sleep anymore and soon you are knocked out and the pounding is no more.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes