Deafening

It is easy to get 
Distracted with
So many things
That are going 
On today in 
This quickening
Pace that we set
Ourselves on
Sometimes our
Own minds can
Become deafening 
In the silence as 
We try to control
Our to understand
The very thoughts
That keep flowing
Into our heads
It can be hard to
Step away from
The eternal chatter
In our minds and
The eternal chatter
Of the day until
It feels like one
Continuos noise
That threatens to
Drive you insane
We have to be quiet
To listen to that still
Small voice inside
That still small 
Voice that tells 
Us everything 
Will be ok and
That leads us 
Where we need 
To go and it
Is ultimately
That still small
Voice that lets
You know and
Reminds you of
Your worth and 
Your beauty that
Is lying inside and
Gives you that
Strength when 
You need to make
It just one more day
And when your 
Reserves are running
Thin just listen to that
Still small still voice
And you will feel 
That inner calm 
And peace and 
Strength returning
If you just be still
And be quiet and
Let the world 
Pass you by

Reviews

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

I like how truthful this is, how you speak of the small voice inside each of us. It can be helpful indeed.

[Great Aunt Astri]

IT's true. We can be still and quiet and find that inner calm. I though the format of the poem reflected your stream like flow of words.

[Ahmad Cox]

Thanks. It really does come out like a flow of words.

[Great Aunt Astri]

I read this poem again. Although it stands in it's own right as a flow of words, I think there is so much in there, that you could pick one or two points out. Then you could work these thoughts into a shorter, sharper poem linked to either something in reality, or universal. This would make adifferent type of poem that you might like to experiment with. Sometimes it is better to write the words from the heart first and then fashion them, with your intellect, into something finer. I hope I am not being critical, but I like your ideas and I think you could make many more poems out of them.